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blizzardfluffykpop · 8 months

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Kissable

Summary: A lazy movie day turns into something more as Hyungwon can't get enough of your lips.

Oneshot

Fluff, Smut, Established Relationship au

Word Count: 1,330

Hyungwon X Afab! Reader

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If you are a minor, please do not read/engage with this post. This is an 18+ work.

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As you laze around on your couch, you get a text from your boyfriend that says, “Wanna come over?” And you smile as you text back, “I’ll be there in ten.” You throw on your shoes and walk over to his dorm. You knock, and he opens the door and kisses the top of your head. You smile and kick off your shoes as he leads you to the living room. And you both collapsed onto the couch.

You lay your head across his lap as he turns on the television. “You know I was doing the same thing at my apartment?” He shrugs and looks down at you, “Yeah, but isn’t it more fun together?” You laugh and nod, “Always.” He asks, “What movie tonight?” “Something we’ve seen before?” He hums and flips it onto the notebook, “Why do we always watch this sad movie?” He shrugs, “You said something we’ve seen before.” You sigh, “I did say that.” He laughs, and you both watch on. He grabs a pop can from the coffee table, hands it to you, and grabs his own. “Thanks.” He smiles, and you crack it open before leaning up to drink a few sips before putting it back onto the coffee table and collapsing back onto his lap. He groans, “Jeez,” and sets his can down, you laugh, “Sorry.” He smiles down at you and kisses your forehead, and you both return to watching the movie.

It’s halfway through the movie when you catch him looking down at you instead of the screen. You raise your eyebrow at him, and he whispers, “You need to stop looking so kissable.” You blush, “What?” He smirks before cradling your head and lifting your head to kiss you. You gasp, “Fuck, Hyungwon, you can’t just do that out of nowhere.” He smirks and shrugs, still holding you close, “And you can’t just look so kissable all the time.” You roll your eyes and lean up to kiss him again. “I don’t think this movie is that interesting anymore.” He smirks, “Really?” You shake your head, and you both readjust so you have your arms around his neck and sit on his lap to kiss him some more.

He holds you close, fingers tangling into your head, “I can’t believe I get to have you all to myself.” You pull back to laugh before capturing his lips into another kiss, “I love you.” He groans, pulling away from the kiss, “Fuck, I love you too, babe.” You smile and tangle your hands into his hair, trying to bring him closer, “I can’t get enough of you.” He grins as he whispers against your lips, “I can’t get enough of you either.” Before capturing your lips in his again, you grind your hips into his, and you both stutter out a groan. He tightens his hold in your hair as he licks your bottom lip. You gasp, and he slips his tongue into your mouth. You give up and let him as you grind down harder on him. He pulls back from your lips, leaving a trail of saliva connecting you both, and you two can’t help but laugh before you bring him into another kiss.

He moves his hands from your hair to your hips and starts controlling your movements against his hips. Against your lips, he whispers, “That’s it, baby.” You gasp as his lips move from yours to your neck. He starts sucking a hickey onto your collarbone, and you groan, and he continues nibbling on the skin until he finds the spot that has your hips stuttering against his. “Won, please…” “Hmm?” He murmurs against your neck, leaving you shivering, “Fuck, please... y’know?” He shakes his head, “Hmm, I’m not quite sure I do.” You groan out in frustration, pull back from his lips, move your hands down from his soft hair to his shirt, and tug on it. “Is that what you want?” He asks, all cocky with his eyebrows raised. You sigh and shake your head as you tug on it, “No, y'know what I want…” He smirks, “I'm still not sure I do…” He relinquishes his hold and allows you to pull the shirt over his head. You run your hands over his chest, and he shivers.

He moves one hand back into your hair as he grinds his hips into yours. “What if we finish just like this?” You pout as he brings his lips to yours, “Huh? What do you say?” You whine, “No, Won, please…” He nods, and without a second word, he pulls your shirt up and over your head. “You look so beautiful, my dear.” You blush and kiss his nose, and he shakes his head, “If you want me to fuck you, you better kiss me right.” You nod and immediately kiss his lips. As you make out with him, you feel his hips stutter underneath you. And he asks, “Are you close, baby?” You nod, not able to form a comprehensible answer.

He reaches into the side table beside him and pulls out a little packet, and you make a note in your blurry mind to ask him about that later. He has you sit up from him, and he quickly shoves his pants and briefs down enough for his cock to spring out. He quickly rolls the condom onto himself as you step off of him and slip out of the rest of your clothes. He brings you back into his embrace and carefully slips himself inside of you, “You still close, baby?” You nod, “Good.” You sigh as he slides completely into you, “Shi-shit, Hyungwon, I’m not- I’m not gonna last…” He groans and pulls you into another kiss. Against your lips, he mumbles, “Me neither.” As he thrusts up faster into you, you do your best to meet his pace before he pulls you down and slams your hips together in tandem. “I-I- Won- please… I’m…” He groans and starts thrusting inside of you faster, “C’mon, baby… You got this, cum with me.” You pull back from his lips, “Won, I’m going to-” “Fuck, me too.” You plant your lips against his as you cum together.

He pulls away breathlessly, placing his forehead against yours as he grows soft. “Shit, that was so hot…” You agree as you try to catch your breath, “I know, you know, but you're a great kisser.” He smiles and kisses the side of your lips, “You’re not so bad yourself~” You roll your eyes and slip off of him, “If you want to kiss me, you better kiss me properly.” You settle back onto his covered thighs as he laughs. And he pulls you into another heated kiss. When you both pull away again, you ask, “You want to continue upstairs?” He nods, “This time you’ll do a majority of the work?” You shrug and give him a lazy smile, “Only if you carry me up.” He laughs, “I can live with that.”

—Bonus—

You lay back against the pillows and look at the ceiling, “I can’t believe we fucked while one of the saddest movies was on in the background.” He laughs, “It was better than fucking to the Bridge of Terabithia.” You nod, “You have me there.” You think back to him pulling out the condom from the sofa table. “Why did you have a condom in there?” He hums, “You mean in the console?” You nod, “Yeah.” He shrugs, “You never know when you’re going to need it~” You shake your head at him, “Why’s that?” You turn your head to look at him as he answers, “When you have someone like you around... You always have to be prepared.” You pout, “What’s that supposed to mean?!” He smiles and turns to look at you, “Just like your lips, I find you absolutely irresistible.” You smile, satisfied with his answer, “I love you.” He grins and kisses your forehead, “I love you too.”

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imaginekpopidols · 8 months

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[10:48 pm] You lay down on Hyungwon's lap halfway through the movie. As the two lovers breakup on screen, you feel his gaze upon you. You look up at him and see him looking down at you instead of the screen. You raise your eyebrow at him, and he whispers, “You need to stop looking so kissable.” You blush, “What?” He smirks before cradling your head and lifting your head to kiss you. You gasp, “Fuck, Hyungwon, you can’t just do that out of nowhere.” He smirks and shrugs, still holding you close, “And you can’t just look so kissable all the time.”

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iibonniee · 4 months

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Lets Meet Under The Moonlight | Chae Hyunwon

Paring: Chae Hyungwonx Reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: none

Rating: G

Word Count: 3.4k

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Tags: @doveslittlekpoparchive @choicethot @xosunny@heaviihamonii

“How are you feeling?”

Her voice broke the almost next-to-comfortable silence that filled the car. The radio played soft tunes on a low volume to allow him to focus on driving amidst the heavy highway traffic flow.

Her eyes flicked from the window to her lover, who had his focus on the road ahead. His face was next to expressionless, almost as if he was zoning out. But she had known better. He was still trying to wake up, and the half-empty cup of Iced Americano was one of the things that helped him.

“Hm?” A questioning hum came from him as he quickly glanced at her. She watched as a smile crept on his face. Soon, it was full-blown, his cheeks chubby but just as adorable as always.

“I asked if you were okay, Woonie.” She laughed as her hand fell on his. “You’re unusually quiet.”

His laugh felt genuine as he shook his head. His focus was back on the important thing, the road. His warm hand wrapped around her, making her smile widen as she watched his reactions almost carefully.

“Nervous?” She questioned, head tilted to gauge a reaction. His silence remained unchanging. If he was nervous, she wouldn’t blame him. After all, the step they were taking was a big one.

Chae Hyungwon was finally meeting her parents.

When they got into a relationship three years ago, she wanted to ensure their relationship was strong before mentioning meeting her parents. He was a celebrity, after all. So, his constant busy schedule and the secrecy could’ve been a big downfall. She didn’t want to risk telling her parents if it went downhill.

So far, their relationship has remained as strong as ever.

“A little bit.” He finally spoke as his hand lightly squeezed her own. “Knowing I have you by my side eases it all away.”

His words were smooth for how tired he seemed. But, without fail, his words affected her immediately, causing her once calm and relaxed cheeks to turn red and feel aflame.

Damn him.

His smile brightened as he noticed her flushed smile. She quickly turned her attention back to the window, hoping the cool air that bit at the glass window would seep through and kiss her warm cheeks.

“Damn you, Hyungwon.” The soft sentence had him chuckle. She refused to meet his gaze, for she knew damn well his once sleepy smile would be replaced with a smug smirk upon hearing her almost hushed whisper.

“You love me.” He softly chuckled, bringing her hand to his lips for a soft kiss. “I wouldn’t wake up at this time willingly for any other reason, babe. I promise you. I’m excited.”

“You aren’t the least bit nervous?” Y/N hummed in question. Once again, she found her eyes trained on her boyfriend, gauging each reaction he might give her. But she only got a soft smile and a firm head shake.

“Do you want me to be?” His question was met with an eye roll. She knew better than to play into his coy ways. If it wasn’t for Minhyuk blabbing about how easily the main dancer of Monsta X kept messing up, she would’ve fallen for the mind game.

She’d have to thank Minhyuk for being a blabbermouth when they returned.

“I promise, babe, I am going to be alright. What’s the worst that could happen?”

“My dad disapproves of your career style. Maybe my dad will get on my case about not marrying a lawyer? Or maybe, just maybe, my mom will nag about me not telling her sooner.”

Y/N had to appreciate how infectious his laugh was. How it was almost carefree given that he was the man that was driving them closer to their destination. Just maybe she’d laugh along with him. What is the worst that could happen?

Taking a deep breath, Y/N let the chilling air of the night seep into her lungs, cleansing her thoughts. She turned to Hyungwon, seeking solace in his enchanted yet apprehended demeanor. His laugh resonated within her as she mustered a slight chuckle, her fingers lightly squeezing him in a silent assurance.

“Maybe the worst that could happen is,” Y/N mused, her tone lightening as she spoke. “They might just love you as much as I do… more so than any lawyer they’d hope for me to marry.”

She wasn’t unaware of the pressure encapsulating him. Her father was a big believer in traditional and stable career paths, often vocal about his discontent with unconventional choices. However, Y/N knew Hyungwon’s success in his chosen path and his efforts to be where he was. She knew her parents’ fondness for ambition and earnest deeds would not fail to see Hyungwon’s commitment to his work.

Watching the anticipation clear a bit from Hyungwon’s features, replaced by the warmth of his affectionate smile, Y/N giggled. They pulled up to the front of the house, the warm glow of the porch light reflecting off the elaborate decorations that her mother had so lovingly adorned.

In the dim light, Y/N observed the intimidating silhouettes of her parents, knowing too well the expectations and hopes they carried for her. She gently nudged Hyungwon out of the car, her fingers still nervously entwined with his. It was an overwhelming moment for both of them, but it was her strength in his resilience that might turn the night around for the better.

“How are you feeling, bubs?” Y/N cautiously questioned Hyungwon while glancing at him from the corner of her eye.

His characteristic playful smirk was replaced by a stiff line of nervous anticipation. His grip on her hand was telling, his fingers slightly trembling and holding her tighter than usual. Hyungwon’s eyes, which used to be full of mischief, were now flickering, uncertain.

“I’m fine,” replied Hyungwon, but Y/N knew him too well. She ran her thumb across his clenched hand, a gesture to calm him, before reassuringly squeezing his hand.

Their faces cloaked in shadows, Y/N apprehensively guided Hyungwon towards the big wood-seasoned door of her childhood home. The familiar aroma of cedar and old oak hit her, amplifying the nervous beats of her heart.

The sudden ring, triggered by a light push to the doorbell button, sent a wave of adrenaline surging through them. The sound echoed through the silent house before footsteps rumbled from the other side. Y/N held her breath, pressing herself closer to Hyungwon and his comforting presence.

Without delay, the door swung open to reveal her ever-enthusiastic parents with wide smiles, full of anticipation and excitement. Their expressions softened upon looking at their little girl standing before them. The nervous twiddling of their hands portrays their excitement at finally getting to meet Y/N’s boyfriend, a fact only told in hushed voices and loving hints dropped by their daughter.

“Hello darling,” came her mother’s soft greeting. Soon, her eyes were darting between Y/N and Hyungwon, a silent ‘welcome’ in her anxious gaze. It was time; Y/N had brought Hyungwon home.

The world seemed to stand still at that moment as Y/N’s mother rushed forward, enveloping her in a warm and familiar embrace. She could feel her mother’s heartbeat against her chest, a comfortable rhythm that she missed more than she cared to admit. As they pulled away, a soft smile of reassurance adorned her mother’s face, eyes glistening with unshed tears of joy.

“Hyungwon, so nice to finally meet you,” her father’s voice was firm but laced with warmth as he extended a hand for a greeting handshake. He held an expectant gaze on the young man, inspecting him not as a challenge but as a sign of paternal concern. Despite his initial skepticism, Y/N could see a trace of interest linger in his eyes - a testament to the intrigue Hyungwon stirred within him.

“Welcome to our home, dear,” she said, the words carrying an emotion akin to relief and satisfaction. To Y/N’s surprise and Hyungwon’s astonishment, her mother pulled him into an unexpected yet sincere hug.

Her mother’s excited chattering filled the air as Y/N felt Hyungwon relax in her grip. The corners of his lips pulled up in a small smile, confidence seeping back into his demeanor. It seemed the tension had finally subsided, leaving room for hopeful anticipation.

“Come in, come in. Make yourselves comfortable,” Y/N’s mother urged, leading them over a familiar threshold and into the cozy living room. The narrow hallway was filled with old pictures ranging from Y/N’s childhood to adolescence. Hyungwon took in the surroundings, absorbing all he could about his girlfriend’s past. He noticed details like the worn-out couch that probably hosted thousands of family movies and the coffee-stained coaster on the old oak table, intricate details that painted a clearer image of Y/N’s upbringing.

As her mother busied herself with minor details and some last-minute tidying, Y/N followed her inside, settling Hyungwon on the plush sofa before excusing herself.

“Mom needs some help with dinner preparations. You’ll… you’ll be okay here with Dad?” Y/N asked, placing a comforting hand on Hyungwon’s arm. There was hesitation, a slight shake in her voice, but she managed to squeeze out a reassuring smile.

Hyungwon, despite the butterflies in his stomach, gave her an encouraging nod. “Will be fine, Y/N. Go on,” he said, returning her smile with one of his own. Turning back one last time to give Hyungwon a parting glance, Y/N left him in her father’s company.

Entering the kitchen, Y/N was immediately wrapped in the familiar aroma of her favorite dishes simmering away. Her mother, with a sense of relish that only a homecoming could bring about, quickly pulled her into the fold, excitedly chatting away and handing her an apron.

Her mother’s curiosity took over as Y/N began to assist, chopping various vegetables and occasionally stirring the simmering sauce. Y/N couldn’t help but smile at the eager gleam in her mother’s eyes. “So, Hyungwon…” she trailed off, the question evident in her eyes.

Feeling a rush of affection for the curious woman in front of her, Y/N smiled, “He’s amazing, Mom. Kind, smart, and caring. He….He really respects me.” Her eyes softened at the thought, and the corners of her lips turned upwards into a reverie only Hyungwon could induce. “He makes me feel loved and supported in a way I’ve never experienced before.”

Her mother listened intently, humming in acknowledgment, her eyes lit up with enthusiasm and curiosity. She fired off questions at intervals, “What does he do?”, “How did you meet?” “What’s his favorite color?” each helping her form an image of the man who had captured her daughter’s heart.

As she provided her mother with the answers, Y/N could see how her mother’s expectations and interest morphed into satisfaction. They continued their tasks in comfortable silence, quickly falling into their old routine. Through the kitchen window, she glanced back to see Hyungwon deeply engrossed in conversation with her father. A sense of contentment washed over her, a serene smile ghosting over her lips. Despite the initial nerves, she was glad about how the night unfolded.

“So he’s in a group? A big K-Pop star! I can’t wait to brag about having him as a son-in-law!” Y/N chuckled, watching her mother’s eyes sparkle with pride and excitement.

“Mom, it’s still too early for us to get married,” Y/N said gently, her tone filled with warmth and affection. “There’s still so much we want to explore and experience together. I want to give our relationship the time to grow and evolve naturally.”

With dinner preparations finally complete, Y/N’s mother called out for everyone. Naturally, rumors of the delicious spread had reached the living room as Y/N entered to find Hyungwon excitedly discussing some old family photos with her father. The sight warmed her heart. She could see how her world slowly merged with Hyungwon’s, each moment strengthening their bond.

“Eat up, everyone,” her mother chirped happily, placing the last dish on the vibrant tablecloth that was laden with an enticing variety of meals. The spread was a smorgasbord of some of Y/N’s favorite comforts; each intricate recipe embodied the affection her family poured into every meal.

The dinner that followed was a mix of hearty laughter, engaging stories, and inquisitive fire-questions from her mother aimed at Hyungwon. While her father mainly remained silent, his eyes watched, observed, and served as a riveting audience to the ongoing conversation at the table. Her dad’s silent attention was his way of approval and understanding and, in his own distinct manner, a silent welcome to Hyungwon into their family fold.

Hyungwon, on his part, handled her mother’s continuous inquiries with grace, explaining his career and his life’s trajectory with humor and simplicity that diffused any remaining tension. Each answer he gave was met with coos of admiration, shared smiles, and even an occasional laugh.

As the sound of clinking silverware on porcelain ebbed, it was replaced with quiet satisfaction and soft murmurs of appreciation for the meal. The laughter had subsided, but the warmth had not, the silence now a content quiet rather than the tense silence that sat inside the room before. A pregnant pause enveloped the table, broken only by the occasional sound of shared understanding and comfortable silence.

After the enriching dinner, Y/N and her mother gathered the dishes, insisting that the men relax while they dealt with the cleanup. As they retreated to the refuge of the kitchen, Hyungwon and her father were left alone in the living room, opening up space for much-needed bonding. It was a new chapter in their relationship that held the promise of shared laughter, mutual understanding, and a magnifying love.

The comforting clatter of dishes and warm water in the kitchen provided a sense of serenity and comfort. Her mother consistently praised Hyungwon, but her excitement still felt palpable. Amid the mundane dishwashing chore, Y/N savored the moment, the drudgery of the task forgotten amidst a casual conversation about Hyungwon and their relationship.

The soft neon lights above the sink reflected off the bubbles as she diligently rinsed each dish, placing it on the rack beside her. Her mother, too, was busy drying and arranging, their movements in perfect sync. Together, dish after dish, they washed away the remnants of a meal well-enjoyed.

As the pile lessened, so did their chat. It was as if their hearts were satisfied, having shared their views, their concerns, and their laughter, and now rested in the comfort of silence that was occasionally broken by the soft clink of clean cutlery being placed in the drawer. A silent affirmation of a dinner well prepared and well received.

Once the last plate was tucked away neatly in the cupboard, she glanced around to find Hyungwon eager to know how he was faring with her father. Upon stepping into the living room, she discovered her father, a book in hand, nestled in his favorite armchair. But Hyungwon was nowhere to be seen. Sensing her curious glance, her father gestured towards the back door with a tender smile. “The lad’s at the deck. Wanted to catch the first snowfall.”

For a moment, Y/N stood frozen at the doorway leading to the deck, overwhelmed at the sight that greeted her. Hyungwon stood there, his back to her, staring at the full moon that lit the snowy landscape with a magical shimmer. His tall figure was silhouetted against the luminous backdrop, stark yet somehow fitting into the beautiful painting that nature had prepared.

The winter air, although biting, brought a sense of tranquility. The soft snowflakes delicately carpeted the ground and the trees, muffling sounds and rendering an ethereal calm. Under the celestial glow of the moon, the world was draped in a blend of silver and white, the first snow of the year transforming everything into a scene straight out of a holiday postcard.

Watching him sprawled leisurely against the wooden railing, his gaze fixed on the moonlit scenery, Y/N felt an inexplicable warmth. It was all so surreal and yet so incredibly right. Each moment of the evening, from their arrival to the dinner conversations, the apparent affection from her parents, and now this quiet moment of Hyungwon against the silver backdrop of the winter night had reaffirmed her feelings for him. As she treaded softly across the wooden floor approaching him, her steps were muffled by the soft blanket of snow underfoot.

The silence between them was comforting as they stood side by side, eyes fixed on the tranquil landscape before them. The silence was broken when Hyungwon subtly extended his arm, pulling her closer to his side. The warmth radiating from his body seemed to melt away the biting cold of the winter air.

“How’d it go with my dad?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper, the only sound amid their shared silence. Under the moonlit sky, Hyungwon turned his gaze toward her, his eyes searching, perhaps looking for an answer only she could give. She met his gaze with a warm smile, the question unspoken yet understood.

At her question, Hyungwon chuckled softly, the sound mixing with the gentle rustle of snow against the deck's concrete. “He interrogated me, alright,” he admitted, his tone laced with fondness rather than resentment. “Asked about everything - the group, our career, and yes, about us,” he added, his fingers gently brushing against hers as he spoke.

“But, you know,” Hyungwon continued, his voice growing softer yet more confident, “I understood where he was coming from. He was just trying to see how we fit together.” As he finished, he turned to fully face her, his left hand coming up to gently tuck a wayward lock of hair behind her ear, his eyes never leaving hers.

The gentle atmosphere cast by the first snowfall, the silver hue of the moonlight, and the warmth they shared on that winter’s night, bolstered by Hyungwon’s reassuring words, comforted Y/N. Even amidst the biting winter cold, she felt a stirring warmth, an affirmation of their inseparable bond, echoing in the silence of the snow-disguised night.

Nodding, Y/N leaned against him, the rhythm of their breathing slowly aligning with the gentle cascade of the falling snow. For a few precious moments, they allowed the beauty of the scene before them to sink in: the snow-capped trees standing stoic against the cold, the night sky painted a majestic canvas of hues by the moon, and the soft crunch of the pristine snow under their boots created a symphony of silence. Everything felt ethereal, dream-like. Yet, the warmth of Hyungwon’s body pressed against hers was a tangible and comforting reality.

Hyungwon, always the one to capture the essence of times like this, tucked his chin over her shoulder, whispering into the peaceful air, “The snowfall… It’s just as magical as the first time we watched it together. Do you remember?” His reminiscing triggered a chain of fond memories—those first shared moments that laid the foundation of their relationship. As she nodded, she felt his smile against her shoulder. It was a shared memory, a moment precious not just to her but to him as well. “I never will forget that. It was the moment I fell so hard for you.”

After exchanging quiet words, reveling in the intimacy of their shared memories, and watching as the last flurry of snowflakes kissed the ground, the pair decided to retreat to the warmth of the house. As Y/N stepped away from the railing, Hyungwon’s hand instinctively reached for hers, entwining their fingers.

Walking indoors, the heat inside starkly contrasted to the winter chill they had immersed themselves in. Yet the warmth that spread through her was more than just the physical comfort of the heated rooms; it was the warmth of a day well spent with her loved ones, with Hyungwon seamlessly fitting into their intimate family circle, making her parents smile, easing into conversations, and sharing comfortable silences alike. Tonight, she had seen a side of Hyungwon that had deepened her feelings for him and solidified their bond further.

As they bid goodnight to her parents and retired to their room, Y/N realized she held not just the heart-melting memories of that day but also a stronger sense of love, appreciation, and assurance for Hyungwon. As she lay in bed, staring at the moon past the window—the same moon Hyungwon was perhaps staring at from beside her—she was reminded of their shared moment under the moonlight. Her heart fluttered at the thought, echoing the warmth and love that had blanketed her home that night. She couldn’t help but be excited about what the future held for them.

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hwangyeonjun · 1 year

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January 15th

pairing: chae hyungwon x fem!reader

genre: fluff, suggestive

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the club was crowded with people who kept grinding on each other. no surprise, considering the music that was playing; slow and sensual.

but you’re not here for that. at least not entirely.

you’re here to see your favourite dj, h.one. or alternatively, your beloved boyfriend.

he has no idea that you are here, since he knows that you hate clubs so he never tried to pressure you into going, it’s enough for him that you support him at home.

but tonight is his birthday and you wanted to surprise him. putting an outfit that you know makes his mouth water and doing your best at makeup that you know will be running down your face by the end of the night.

when the current dj played his last song, you couldn’t help but feel a little bit nervous, having no idea what his reaction might be.

but as soon as he stepped out and the whole club started cheering, you relaxed seeing his happy face. hyungwon said his hellos and looked around the crowd. it didn’t take much time for him to notice you, his eyes widening a bit from surprise as he looked you up and down, gulping.

you waved at him with a shy smile and he almost melted at the spot. adrenaline rushed through his body.

you finally came.

the moment your eyes locked with hyungwon’s the second time, he couldn’t stay still in his spot, wanting nothing else but to get off the stage, rip that outfit off of you and show you how thankful he is that you are here.

you could see his fingers gripping the dj panel, eyes darting to you every second, his mind clouded with inappropriate thoughts.

his patience didn’t last long, he needed to touch you, even just for a few seconds. hyungwon left the booth and quickly walked over to you, the crowd erupting into screams and whistles when he pulled you into a desperate kiss.

“happy bir-“

“shh, don’t talk. save your voice since you’ll be screaming later”

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jeonstellate · 2 years

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timestamp: patronymic

it’s 1:26 pm when hyungwon offers you his name.

๑彡 chae hyungwon x gender neutral!reader

๑彡 celebrity!au, enemy!au, marriage proposal!au — little fluff(?)

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Chae Hyungwon endears everyone he meets, one way or another. If his wealth nor social standing are not enough to command respect from others, then his beauty and his personality ought to.

He hails from a line of influential blood, even if most are not under the limelight in the way he is. However, it would be erroneous to assume that his fame is all due to his last name — when, in fact, he has built his whole name himself.

He built his career from the ground up. Although the opportunity to audition first arose because of his familial connections in the industry, it was his own hard work and determination that put his name under billboard lights. In other words, he is the world’s beloved Chae Hyungwon because he worked for it — not because everything was handed to him on a silver platter.

You, on the other hand, is another story. Similar to Hyungwon, you are closely related to modern-day aristocrats. Likewise, you have also used your privilege to do what you want in life. Unlike Hyungwon, though, your fame is something you never sought. You understand that it may come from your chosen profession, which you do not mind, but what you do mind is the fact that you still cannot escape your father’s shadow.

No matter how famous you become due to your own efforts, to the public, you will always just be your father’s child. And to make your situation much worse, even your own father only sees you as his successor — not for what you make yourself to be.

Really, your relationship with Hyungwon is only full of sarcasm and insincerity because you envy how light of a burden his surname seems compared to yours. But, of course, you will never tell him that.

"It’d be alright." You despise how easy for him to utter those words. Yet, you suppose you should have expected nothing more of him. After all, he is not the one who cannot go against any familial expectations because of his need to finally have his father’s love.

"It’d never be," you easily deny his attempt to comfort you, despite your initial surprise that he even attempted at all, "as long as I carry his last name."

Your relation to Hyungwon has always been casual. Aside from your similar social background, your respective popularity are on par with each other as well despite belonging in separate fields — so there is no basis for superiority between the two of you. Thus, even if you just act like sworn enemies in private, there is no possible repercussions in treating each other like so.

Ironically enough, while you can barely stand each other’s presence, in industries full of fake pleasantries, you are also each other’s breath of fresh air. You keep one another on your toes, while also allowing the other to be more of themselves.

"Take my last name, then." You were unfazed by Hyungwon’s sudden offer. You knew, no matter how serious his facial expression is, that there is absolutely no way his proposal is a genuine one. Especially not when the weight of his last name can easily rival yours.

But, then again, your relationship with Chae Hyungwon has always been full of sarcasm and insincerity. Everything has always been a game between the two of you and, at that moment, you just decided to play along.

"Maybe someday."

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winter-dayz · 4 months

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The Perfect Christmas

Pairing: Chae Hyungwon x Reader Snowed In Genre: Fluff Words: 835

Masterlist | 12 Days of Ficmas Masterpost

Taglist: @soobin-chois

“It looks like we’re snowed in, honey.”

You pouted, staring out the kitchen window. What had started as a light flurry had swirled into the beginnings of a snowstorm. The bitter, icy cold had quickly transformed everything outside into a winter wonderland. Snowflakes danced in the wind, the branches of the trees were bending under the weight, the road was piled with snow drifts, and the driveway glistened with the tell-tale signs of a thick layer of ice.

Hyungwon was right. Until the city salted and plowed the streets, you both would be stuck at your house.

Which wouldn’t be such a big deal if you weren’t supposed to be flying out the next morning to your hometown for the holidays. With you being snowed in, it would be the first time you both missed Christmas and New Year’s with your families.

Letting out a heavy, sad sigh, you went back to finishing dinner. Hyungwon wrapped an arm around your waist and pressed a kiss to your temple. “I’ll check the flights again. Maybe we can get a later ticket, and they’ll have plowed by then.”

He was trying to cheer you up, knowing how much being with your family meant to you, and you really appreciated him trying. But… you both knew it was unlikely to happen. You had been lucky to get the tickets you had, they were basically the last flights available before the holiday.

As snow continued to fall outside, it really seemed like you would be spending this Christmas away from your family in your undecorated house.

🎄

Unfortunately, Hyungwon’s search had been futile. Just like you suspected, all flights out of your city were either sold out or grounded due to the oncoming snow storm. You went to bed that night trying hard not to feel your Christmas cheer diminish, but the hope in your heart had been squashed.

The next morning, waking up alone with Hyungwon’s side of the bed long-gone cold, left you feeling even emptier. If you couldn’t be bouncing in your seat on a flight to visit your family, you at least wanted to stay cuddled up in your warm bed with the love of your life.

You let out a heavy sigh as even your Plan B for the Christmas season wasn’t turning out so well. Untangling from your blankets, you slipped on your fuzzy socks and fluffy robe to head to the kitchen and make some coffee.

However, you were stopped short by the sound of a crackling fire, the smell of warm cookies, and the sight of lights around your living room.

You stared around in amazement. The curtains were drawn against the morning sun and all of the lights were off in the living room, the festive glow from the fireplace the main source of light and warmth instead.

Well, that and the twinkling lights strung around the edges of the room and over any available tabletop surface. The long strand of lights—most definitely meant to be decorating the outside of your house—ended as they wrapped gingerly around your small, trimmed bonsai tree.

A smile lifted your lips as you approached your little plant. In a little shoebox placed in front of the bonsai were small knick-knacks that had been stolen from around the house. Thread and string and even twist-ties were taped onto the knick-knacks.

“I figured if we were snowed in, we could still have that magical Christmas you deserve here in our home.” Hyungwon said quietly, coming up behind and wrapping his arms gently around her.

“Hyungwon…” You started, breath taken away.

“I didn’t want to decorate the tree without you. We can do that in a little while, but first, I made breakfast.”

You turned around in his arms, draping your own over his shoulders and clasping behind his neck. “Can we build a snowman?”

Hyungwon hummed, “Of course, and when you get cold and start complaining, like you always do, I made cookies… Well, I tried. I can’t promise they’ll be as good as your sister’s. And your mom texted me the family cocoa recipe so that’s simmering on the stove. It should be ready about the same time you get sick of the snow.”

You beamed up at your love, falling even more for the special ways in which he knew you and took care of you. “I can’t believe you did all of this for me…” You whispered, standing up on your tiptoes to brush your lips against his.

“Of course I did. I know you were sad that we couldn’t go see our families, but I still wanted you to have the Christmas you deserve… Even if I didn’t have all the exact right things for it.”

You pressed your lips firmly against his, enjoying the warmth of him against you. When you pulled away, your smile matched his own. “You’re my family too. And this…” You motioned around you, to the fireplace and lights and even the makeshift ornaments, “This is… perfect.”

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mirisss · 2 years

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The Love of My Life

Hyungwon x afab reader

Summary: Change is normal. Change is inevitable. We cannot stop anything from changing, it is natural for change to happen. Even if we do not always like the consequences of the change, we must accept them for we cannot change them again. Some say that time will change a person, however, I disagree, it is not time that changes them, but their choices.

Genre: Angst but not too angsty, some fluff

Wordcount: ≈ 2.1k

Looking out the window of that old house I grew up in, the world outside was grey: a mundane Thursday, a mundane life. People pass by going back and forth like a clock moving around even if time doesn’t pass by. I sit in that chair, wondering if my life could ever be memorable. Nothing about me or my life feels extraordinary, I am simply that character that is mentioned once or twice as I go in or out of my house or perhaps I am collecting my mail. I am not the protagonist who saves someone or finds the love of my life. This is the picture I have had of my own life for the last couple of years. My days are just waking up, working, eating, and then going back to sleep. Destiny and Fate had made it very clear that I am nothing more than an extra, a side character at best. There was only one person in the entire world who didn’t make me feel like an extra. No, he made me feel like the main character. Like that girl who has nothing at first but then she has everything in the end. The girl with the kindest heart, the girl that wins the guy.

Chae Hyungwon.

Chae Hyungwon. My Prince in shining armor. My childhood best friend. The one person who makes me feel special, the one who makes me feel like more than just an unnecessary detail in a book or a movie.

Hyungwon has always been beautiful, blessed from birth. He looked just like the main male character in all those stories we were told as children. He still does. A prince without a crown. As small children, around the age of 5 if I remember correctly, Wonnie and I caused quite a bit of trouble - what can I say? We were rowdy children. We were both quite smart as children, we figured out how to start the water hose in the backyard of Hyungwon’s house so we started it and then sprayed each other down with water until there wasn’t a single dry strand of hair or a dry millimeter of skin. This would have been quite alright if we had done it during summer… however, it was in the middle of the winter when we did this the first time. Yes, you heard me correctly - the first time. We did this more times than I can count on my own fingers and Wonnies. One would have expected our parents to hide everything but they blindly trusted that we wouldn’t do it again, however after the twenty-fifth or so time, we decided it was time for a new game. When we were 13 our favorite hobby was sitting on a bench in the park pretending to fight if we saw someone our age to see their reactions - most guys just kept walking while most girls came over to help me. Or we pretended to be a couple if we saw elders, many elders complimented us on looking so cute together, and others simply gave us admiring looks from afar - no bad comments from the elders. Around this time when we pretended to be a couple, my first feelings for Wonnie arrived - like an unwanted letter in the mail. I just pushed the feelings aside because I didn’t want to ruin our friendship and perhaps I didn’t actually understand those feelings at the time. When we were 15, my parents got a divorce. I didn’t take it too well. I wanted to run away from home, I felt like I didn’t have one anymore. I packed a bag and left in the middle of the night, I didn’t even tell Hyungwon. I walked for an hour before I arrived at the beach where Wonnie’s family and my former one always went in the summer. I sat down in our usual spot, finally letting my tears stream down my face. I felt so alone. I didn’t like it. Suddenly someone sat down beside me. “It’s okay to cry. I might not have been through what you are going through but I still understand the pain you know,” Hyungwon. Of course, he knew. “What are you doing here Wonnie?” “My best friend is here crying so I am here to comfort her, duh” “I’m running away Hyungwon. You should go back home. Because you actually have one,” “Hey! I’m your family too you know. You can’t leave without me, I will be really sad if you do. If you’re running away then I’m going with you,” “You can’t run away from home Won,” “Yes I can,” “No you can’t. I am leaving because my parents don’t want to live with each other or with me, I am making one thing easier for them,” A loud sob escaped me and I was once again back to crying hysterically. Hyungwon moved closer to me and put his arm around my shaking body. “Don’t worry, you will always have me. I’ll never leave you. I’ll always be here… Now let’s go home, it’s cold and everyone will be worried if we are gone when they wake up,” I don’t know how he could persuade me so easily when I had been so determined to leave. Perhaps it was the promise of eternal companionship that got to me. At 15, my feelings for Hyungwon resurfaced for the first time. But once again they were pushed back for the sake of our friendship. At age 16, I had my first heartbreak while Hyungwon got his first girlfriend. He didn’t spend as much time with me anymore as he used to, but I always said that it was fine, that his girlfriend is more important than me. I see why he fell in love with her - she was so kind, so beautiful, and they were the perfect match. My heart broke knowing I could never have him because he would never want me. They broke up close to their one-year anniversary, I was secretly happy but of course, I was concerned about my friend too. At age 17, Hyungwon learned how much a breakup can hurt, while I learned how it felt to be someone’s last choice. That year we were supposed to have a prom, and everyone needed a date to be let in. The closer we came to prom, the more I began to realize that no one wanted to go with me - not even my own best friend. Hyungwon went around asking other girls to be his date, the only reason not all of them said yes was that most of them already had a date or couldn’t go to the prom for different reasons. With only a week left until prom, I had completely given up. I had gone around in shame asking any person I came across if they would want to be my date to prom but they either laughed at me or quickly declined - some with nasty comments and others with a simple NO. With 3 days left, I was ready to tell my parents that I was feeling sick and could not go but I did not dare to let either of them down. They had been so excited about this prom for me. Now with only 3 days left, Hyungwon came knocking on my door just as I had come home. I let him in, expecting him to announce he had found his date. I did not expect him to ask if I wanted to be his date, at first I was very happy that he asked me. But later that night I came to realize that he probably asked every girl in school before me and when none of them could he decided I would do. I was his last choice. I am his childhood friend but I meant that little to him. And we did go to that prom together and we did have a good time so all was forgiven and forgotten. At age 19, I realized that he did not treasure our friendship like he used to. We were now in different universities and we barely texted anymore. I was lucky if I received a text a month from him, he was too busy hanging with his new cool friends. This was the first time that he made me feel like the side character that is just there to fill a void until someone that actually fits will fill the void. Like an extra who is nothing more than someone that you mention no more than once. At age 20, I had not spoken to Chae Hyungwon for over 8 months. I had made 2 new friends, they were all I had now. Previously Won was my only friend so for a while I was completely alone. I never told my new friends about Hyungwon. Why should I? I know he for sure never speaks of me to his friends. At age 21, I ran into him one day. I was surprised that he recognized me, but I guess I hadn’t changed much. “Hey (Y/n), how are you? It’s been quite a while since we hung out last time” He acted as if we were still friends like a few years ago. “Hey, I’m good. Yeah-” I hesitated for a second, contemplating whether it was worth it laying a comment on it being his fault or not. Fuck it. “ Yeah, because you stopped responding to me, you stopped hanging out with me,” “No, you stopped messaging me, don’t try to blame this on me,” “Hyungwon, I messaged you every day, like 10 times a day and you responded once a month if I was lucky - how is that my fault. You didn’t even send happy birthday when I turned 19. You went from being someone I know to someone I knew. You went from being my best friend to a stranger,” And then I turned and left… however that didn’t happen. I chose to bite my tongue. I chose to cherish the kind man I once knew. “Yeah, I guess it has,” “Hyungwon!” “Oh, well I have to go. See you around!” And then he left after some guy, one of his friends, had called for him.

At age 23, I walked with my friend when I found my eyes falling upon an all too familiar face. As I passed you on the street, my friend noticed how I stopped to look at you. She asked if you were someone I know. All of our memories played in my head, one by one. Like that time we sat by the water as I cried and you said “Don’t worry, you will always have me…” that’s funny, considering we are nothing but strangers now. More memories wanted to surface closer, but I shook them away. And I answered her: “No, he simply looked like someone I used to know,”

Because that is all you are to me now in my mundane and boring life. You’re a stranger. I dare not blame time for your change but I do blame you. You always had the power to choose our friendship, but you didn’t. You choose someone else over me because I am nothing more than an extra in the story about you. I am not even a main character in my own story, because I do not have one. I am just that character that is mentioned once or twice as I go in or out of my house or perhaps I am collecting my mail. I am not the protagonist who saves someone or finds the love of my life.

#monsta x imagines #Monsta X #monsta x hyungwon #monsta x x reader #monsta x oneshots #hyungwon #hyungwon x reader #chae hyungwon #chae hyungwon x reader #fluff #angst #friends to strangers #lovers to strangers #mirisss #mirisss.writings #mirisss.stories #mirisss.favorites #mirisss.writing

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silv3rswirls · 4 months

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Their s/o likes to play with their hair

Requests are open!

Notes: sorry this is so late anon! I took a little break from requests, but I’m so glad you enjoy my writing. I hardly ever get requests for the boys but I’m so happy when I do! 💕

Anon asks: Hi, I saw that you opened the requests for the boys from MX, I have a lot of ideas but I don't want to be a bother 😅, so I just picked the one I thought was the most adorable: Like how would they react when you pet and play with their hair? Do they get sleepy, feel calmer, or just get annoyed that you messed up their hairstyle? Lol Also, thank you so much for including Wonho in these, i miss them all together 🥹 sorry for the long text, i love your imagines💟

♡Shownu♡

While he doesn’t understand your adoration for his hair, it feels so nice when you pet through it he forms mind at all. He’s always giving you head pats in return <3 He’ll definitely fall asleep while you do it though, and oftentimes asks you to do it to help him fall asleep.

♡Minhyuk♡

He likes to wrap his arms around and lay against you as you okay with his hair. He finds it so endearing, he’ll let your hair back or draw little shapes and squiggles on your leg as you both talk for the evening.

♡Kihyun♡

He cherishes any and all affection you give him. It feels so nice to have you aimlessly playing with his hair. No matter how long you’ve been together his face always gets a little red when you do it, or just dote on him in general.

♡Hyungwon♡

He’s always ruffling your hair so you decided to do the same for him. He pretends it’s annoying and you’re messing up his hair, but you both know he loves it. He sighs in content and falls asleep fast cuddled in your lap after a long day.

♡Jooheon♡

He thinks it’s silly, but doesn’t mind. He really only wants you to do it when the two of you are in bed, talking about your days and drifting off to sleep. It’s not his favorite display of affection, but as long as you’re with him it doesn’t matter.

♡Changkyun♡

He doesn’t mind and finds it cute if you’re part. He’s known for picking at your hair and telling it around as well. It makes him feel loved and all soft, it puts his mind at ease.

♡Wonho♡

He loves any and all love you give him. He’ll lean into you, snuggling closer as you okay with his hair. It’s gentle quality time spent together. He’ll let you do whatever you want with his his hair. Gently twirl it, place tug it, twist it into little pigtails, or decorate it with your hair clips.

#monsta x x reader #monsta x reaction #monsta x reactions #monsta x imagines #monsta x fluff #shownu #son hyunwoo #lee minhyuk #yoo kihyun #chae hyungwon #lee jooheon #im changkyun #wonho #lee hoseok #wonho reaction #wonho x reader

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jooberry · 1 year

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title : middle of the night

next part : part II

pairing : hyungwon x female reader

genre : smut, friends with benefits, idol!au

word count : 3,5k

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It’s raining heavily outside. Raindrops crash against the windows in loud cracks, thunder reverberates menacingly, and trees sway and vibrate along with the wind. You were supposed to spend the night catching up on some work stuff, but your attention keeps coming back to the strings of lights cutting through the sky, on the violent rumbling shaking the city. You usually find comfort in the melody of rain knocking on glass, but tonight it makes you restless. Thunder reminds you of Hyungwon now – you’ve first met on a thunderous night like this one, and the memory of this makes you crave his presence every time. You reminisce about how he had told you that you were too old to be afraid of thunderstorms but had still stayed up with you all night.

You’d lived through countless thunderstorms before meeting him, and you had a pretty solid routine to ease your mind on a night like this one; a good jazz record, noise-canceling headphones, your favorite cup of tea, and a cozy sweater had always seemed enough for you to get by until today. Today, you feel like something is missing. Hyungwon not being there to share his questionable music taste, to listen to you ramble on and on about your favorite books feels odd...almost sad. Him not being there to make you lose yourself in his touch feels so foreign.

It dawns on you that you could text Hyungwon, ask him to come and hold you through the night – he was there, you knew that because he had posted about this coffee place he loved earlier today – but something, the distant murmur of a feeling that you have yet to identify is making you think twice about doing that. Hyungwon was the one to reach out every time, and it felt better that way; you liked the idea of him thinking about you, missing you, and having to bend to your schedule. Disturbing this fragile balance would be an admission of missing his presence and you don’t feel yet ready to let him know that – even though, there is no way he doesn’t know that you cherish those moments with him.

Of course, Hyungwon knows. It’s so obvious. Everything from the way you’re always playing so hard to get, to the way you fold at the slightest of his touch screams that you’re enjoying those moments with him. There is no point in playing those games and putting up those facades when the truth always comes out when your bodies collide. You reach for your phone, but to your surprise, he has already beat you to the chase.

HW, 01:37

I know you’re afraid of thunderstorms I’m coming to save you

You can’t help a smile, the kind of those you always try so hard to hide in front of him – the distant murmur of unidentified emotions was progressively becoming louder in your mind recently. At first, there was nothing, just an unescapable attraction that you hadn’t tried to suppress, then it became a burning sensation in the pit of your stomach every time Hyungwon showed up at your door, and now it felt like a fire – a beautiful and comforting thing, but also something dangerous and impossible to control. You know better than to play with fire, yet here you are, expecting not to get burned.

You, 01:41

I’m waiting for you then

You get up, taking the headphones off your ears. You were listening to one of Hyungwon’s songs anyway – one of those where you couldn’t help but ask yourself what it was all about. Was it only a fragment of his twisted imagination? You? Someone else? You had thought about asking him about it, but there was simply no way to ask him this question without bringing up a bigger issue that you want nothing to do with. It would either mean overexaggerating your importance in his life and thus exposing some sort of delusion he would have no choice but to squash and thus breaking something in you – or exposing yourself to the revelation that you were just one of many girls who had found your way into Hyungwon’s bed, and thus breaking something in you; and who could tell if what was broken today could be recovered later?

Well, Hyungwon‘s songs were explicitly talking about love, and whatever was between you and him was not love, you knew that much. There was lust and desire, a whole lot of it, and possibly appreciation, some form of friendship, but love? That was ridiculous. As you set to fix your appearance before he arrives, you let your mind wander on a question that is making your heart beat a thousand times per second: what will you do if you’re not the only one? What could have led you to believe that you could have been the only one? You were obviously not the only one sensitive to Hyungwon‘s charm. If you were ready to compromise a job and shit ton of money over a night with him, what were others willing to sacrifice? The realization is terrifying, and by the time you’re done getting ready, all that you can feel is bewilderment. While you were originally wearing the sweater he had forgotten the last time Hyungwon was at your place, you ended up throwing it in the pile of dirty laundry.

You only have time to get the kettle going before your doorbell rings twice. Sighing, you make your way to the door to open it, and without surprise, it’s him. All the upheaval you were feeling towards him disappears when you see how drenched he is, and how he doesn't seem to mind as he smiles at you in an oddly cute way. You watch him take off his beanie, before ruffling his equally sodden hair. Hyungwon‘s jacket is dripping water on the floor, but he casually takes it off before shoving it into your clothes dryer.

“You didn’t have to come,” you say, as he bends down to take off his shoes. You can see his body shivering slightly from the cold, as he rubs his hands together to warm them.

“I was nearby” Hyungwon replies, following you into the living room area. “I only got caught in the rain when I got off the car, don’t worry” he smiles again, checking something on his phone, before putting it away on the coffee table. You always ask that of him every time he comes, and it’s funny that he’s been here enough times already to have picked up this habit.

“You were at the studio?” you ask, not able to shake off the fact that you want to know what Hyungwon‘s doing when he’s not working and he’s not with you.

“Yes” he replies, running his hand through his hair “I spent the day trying to finish that one song, but nothing came. I ran out of ideas”Hyungwon crashes on the couch next to you, grabbing a cushion before closing his eyes.

“Is that why you wanted to come?” you ask, scooting closer to him so you can play with his still-damp hair. He doesn’t reply, and for a moment, you think he has fallen asleep.

“No. I just wanted to see you”Hyungwon says, relaxing into your touch. You hum at his response, and it hits you then: you will never have any insight into his day-to-day life. You’re bound to take his word for it and believe whatever he tells you. For all you know, he could have spent the day with another woman, and you’d be none the wiser.

“Am I supposed to believe that?” you ask, massaging his shoulders. He chuckles, turning his head towards you.

“Why not?”Hyungwon asks, massaging your thigh.

“We both know that’s a lie” you whisper, straddling his lap. You’ve made a mistake by introducing this topic, and the only way to get him to forget about it is to give him what he really came for. You pull on his hair to make him tilt his head back and kiss him. Hyungwon kisses back immediately, grabbing you by the waist to press your body tighter against his.

You can feel the fire you were picturing in your mind earlier burn your skin, and your whole body ignites. It’s been countless days since the last time you’ve seen Hyungwon, and it’s not until he touched you again that you realize how much you had missed this. His cute and chill attitude was only a façade because in no time he has you on your knees and ordered you to suck him off. You’re happy to follow his orders, relieved that he chose to get rid of his frustration rather than entertain your silly little feelings. You make quick work of his jeans, which he kicks under the small stone table in front of your couch, and immediately back to your task. Your eyes meet as you take as much of him as you can in your mouth, but it’s not enough – Hyungwon grabs your hair and presses your head on his cock so deep you can feel him in your throat. You barely have time to adjust to his size and he starts rocking his hips against your mouth, you can barely breathe and your eyes feel with tears.

He lets you go as you moan, and he falls back groaning against the couch. You go back for him, and this time he doesn’t have to do anything; you’re chasing the feeling so hard he hits the back of your throat every time. Hyungwon grips your hair a little softer this time and orders you to look at him. Once again, you follow his order, looking at him through teary eyes full of adoration, while he completely devours you with his gaze. His desire is so deep, so dark, that you can’t help but fear for what he’s going to do to you this time – he always manages to do the craziest things to you, to bring you places you didn’t even know your body could go. But tonight, Hyungwon has no time to play. He’s annoyed and frustrated, and your body is the perfect outlet to vent all those emotions. He gets up and throws you where he used to sit on the couch, then drags your shorts along with your underwear down to your ankles. He doesn’t even bother taking them off your body and plunges right into you. You gasp at the intrusion, your vision blurred by the sudden rush of pleasure; the grip Hyungwon has on your neck is painful and breathing is a little hard but coupled with the way he’s already fucking you so hard, it feels so good.

You’re lost in his eyes, as your mind gets cloudier and cloudier, and the pleasure gets too much, too soon, and that apart from your hand over his, from your nails against his chest, there’s nothing you can do. Hyungwon starts asking you how good he feels, how deep you can feel him, how much of a good girl you are – and it drives him absolutely insane when you do this, when you try to speak but can only form high-pitched moans and incoherent cries. It drives him insane how deep your voice gets the harder he goes; he lives for this. Hyungwon feels you clenching around him, and starts to rub your clit with his thumb, fast-charging the orgasm that was building up in the pit of your stomach for a while. It only takes a few minutes for you to gush all over the couch and on his face with a loud scream; body shaking uncontrollably off the couch – he’s pushed out of you but immediately comes back to pin you down and starts eating you out.

You’re way too sensitive for this, but Hyungwon doesn’t care, his strength is enough to lock you in place as he gives your body way more than it can handle. Your head is buzzing, and you can’t focus on anything but the feeling of his mouth sucking on your clit like his life depends on it. The pleasure is consuming and overwhelming, and yet you keep craving more, you make sure that his head is pressed against your core as hard as possible, which prompts him to insert two of his fingers inside of you and to start pumping. It’s enough to push you over the edge once more. This time you’re gushing so hard you can feel some of it spill on your face, and even with his two strong hands pinning you down, you’re shaking off the couch. When you look down at Hyungwon, the lower half of his face is covered in your juices, as well as the tip of his hair.

“Please” you start begging, but you barely manage to open your mouth that he’s back between your legs, devouring you so hard you’re fighting for your life to push him off you. You’re screaming and pushing back against him so hard, but Hyungwon remains unmovable, and with the fatal dance of his tongue and fingers, you’re overwhelmed by pleasure yet again. He manages to grab your legs before they give up on you and put them on his shoulders, you’re begging again – voice weak and tears filling your eyes, but he whispers a quick “shh” and slowly slides inside of you.

The moan that escapes from his lips is so beautiful, so deep, you can’t help but bite into your hand to muffle your screams. You want to hear him, only him. His pace is fast and punishing, but you want to hear and see him, no matter how hard it is. Hyungwon bends down and kisses you for the first time tonight and you can taste all of yourself on his tongue, on every part of his mouth, and just the thought of it drives you absolutely insane. You push a strand of black hair away from his face, as your gaze is lost in his; half-lidded eyes too afraid to look away, to lose the beauty of his face when he looks at you like this – like he absolutely hates every single thing about you, like he wants to destroy you. You want to be destroyed, though, so you grab one of his hands and place it around your neck.

“Faster” you beg, which makes him smile wickedly. Hyungwon closes his hand around your throat and picks up his pace. Your mouth forms a perfect o, and keeping your eyes open becomes impossible. You can feel him so deep it feels like he’s all up in your guts; you can’t suppress your moans anymore, and neither do you want to. He must know how good he makes you feel. “Faster” you repeat, even though you already can’t handle his current pace.

“You’re such a fucking slut” Hyungwon spits with a wicked grin, pressing his palm harder against your windpipe. “Begging for more of my cock when you can’t even handle this much” you put your hand over his, mirroring the smile on his face. Hyungwon keeps going, pressing his forehead against yours.

He’s caught off guard when you close your other hand around his throat, before ordering through batted breaths “I said faster.”Hyungwon chuckles, pushing your legs further onto the leather, he reaches deeper inside of you and starts fucking you even harder than before. You scream, so hard it resonates through the entire living room, and probably through the entire apartment as well. Had the floor not been yours, neighbors would have probably been knocking on your door and calling the cops by now, trying to save you from whoever was trying to hurt you. They wouldn’t know this was exactly what you wanted, being brought to this place where pleasure and pain met to form one overwhelming sensation – something you couldn’t help but crave each time you were laying with him. Your breath was stuck in your throat, and your body was right on edge, ready to fall headfirst into the most crushing orgasm since that last time in his studio. Just then, Hyungwon reaches down and starts rubbing on your clit, giving you just what you needed to sink for good.

This time there’s a deafening silence, during which your body is limp, unable to move except for your nails digging hard into his hand and his neck. You feel out of time and space, unable to think or to stand on your own. Hyungwon picks you up and makes his way to your bedroom, where he drops you on the bed before sinking two of his fingers back inside of you. You moan at the burning sensation, before gushing all over the sheets only after a few thrusts. He plunges right back, and resumes his fast, deep, punishing pace from before; you’re nothing more than a ragdoll at this point, submitted to the extreme violence of his desire without being able to push back against it – not that you wanted to. You couldn’t look at anything other than him, and how he was so focused on making you cum over and over again until you couldn’t take it anymore; until all that was left was pain.

When you start to shake uncontrollably again, Hyungwon flips you on your back and dives right back, fucking so deep and hard that your body is sinking into the mattress – he has to push you against the headboard because you keep running from him. It’s overwhelming, him inside of you, his groans mixing with your screams, his hands slapping your cheeks, his heart beating against your skin; too much at the same time. You have no idea of how long you were doing this at this point, but you just wanted to take what he was giving you. Hyungwon grips your hair, forcing your head back against his chest, before grabbing your neck with his other hand. By the way he was breathing, you could tell that his end was close and that he was giving you everything he had left. Your arms gave up on you though, and you fall back on the sheets, but instead of picking you up, he lays on top of you.

Hyungwon nuzzles his head in the crook of your neck, breathing hard against your skin before stopping after a few more thrusts. You feel him coming and grab his hand, as you feel his cock twitch inside of you. The moan he lets out is the most beautiful sound you’ve ever heard from him, it sent shivers down your spine, and you moan as he slowly fills you up. You try to turn over to lay on your back, but Hyungwon pushes your arm and starts kissing your neck and your shoulder. You stayed like that for a while – you couldn’t tell how long, but you were slowly drifting in and out of sleep when he finally got up. You finally turned over just as he’s back in the bedroom, holding a glass of water and towel in each hand. He puts the glass on your bedside table before kneeling before you on the bed. It’s the first time Hyungwon is cleaning you up, and it feels oddly intimate yet incredibly awkward; you grab the glass when he exits the room again, hugging your knees against your chest.

To be fair, Hyungwon has never come inside of you like that before – even though the contraception topic had been dealt with early on in your relationship. But what really bothers you is why you grabbed his hand earlier? It had felt so wholesome, so warm that you could almost think that it was lovemaking and not fucking. He startles you out of your thoughts when he comes back and slips under the sheets next to you.

“You okay?” Hyungwon asks, bringing you against his chest. His heart was still beating relatively fast, but so is yours so you don’t think too much of it. You hum in response, awkwardly holding your empty glass as if you were afraid of moving. You stay like that for a while, listening in on each other’s breathing without a move. You thought you could just fall asleep like this and rest until he had to go in the early morning, but his voice broke the silence.

“I was being serious, you know. I really wanted to see you tonight” Hyungwon starts, putting his head on yours. “The thunderstorm reminded me of you”

“Forget about that, I was just joking around” you sigh, running the tip of your nails along his skin. “You don’t have to justify yourself” Hyungwon furrows his brows, puzzled at your reaction, but he lets you talk nonetheless. “This was never meant to be more than just sex, so let it be just that...let’s not complicate things”

Hyungwon purses his lips and pretends to ignore the complex mix of emotions clouding his mind at your words and plays along. You look up at him, and he fakes a faint smile; when you nuzzle your head back in his chest, he starts playing with your hair, nursing you to sleep. When your breathing finally slows down, he sneaks out of your bed and puts on his clothes before disappearing without a word.

#monsta x smut #monsta x x reader #middle of the night #jooberry #monsta x #monbebe #Kpop smut #kpop angst #hyungwon x reader #hyungwon smut #monsta x hyungwon #chae hyungwon #monsta x imagines #hyungwon imagine

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tyongf-nct · 1 year

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☆ fantasy - reader x chae hyungwon x xu minghao smut (1k) ☆

I posted a poll about a dream I had about a threesome. I decided to jump on it and insert two kpop idols after you all voted that I write it! From Monsta X I chose Hyungwon and from Seventeen, Minghao. They are my respective biases and I am self-serving, so to my fellow hyungwon and minghao girlies--you're welcome lmao

**I'm putting an extra warning here. This is VERY dirty! Don't read if you don't want to see anything mentioned in the tags!**

dynamic: fem!reader x chae hyungwon x xu minghao

warnings/tags: smut, threesome, established relationship (reader x hyungwon), vaginal sex, oral sex (male and female receiving/giving), idol x idol interaction, idol x reader interaction, making out, lots of saliva, snowballing, multiple orgasms, unprotected sex

Hyungwon knew you had a crush on Minghao and never failed to tease you about it. You had been dating Hyungwon for quite some time and the three of you were close friends. The sex with Hyungwon was already mind-blowing, but when he suggested inviting Minghao into your bed, you couldn't resist the temptation. Hyungwon had a giant cock and a skilled, dirty mouth, so adding the beautiful and graceful Minghao, with his smooth confidence and nimble fingers made for a leg-shaking session.

It began with Hyungwon eating and fucking you like usual, filling you up and bringing you so close to the edge but never quite letting you slip over. Minghao was apprehensive at first, keeping to himself to observe as he touched himself with a slicked hand and flushed cheeks. Minghao cursed under his breath as you and Hyungwon moaned, gripping one another tightly as if you couldn't bear to let the other go. Passion was intertwined with the sex you two had, but the true intensity began once Minghao joined in. He was underneath you with your back to him, holding your legs with long fingers as Hyungwon fucked into you roughly.

You could feel Minghao's hard cock pressing against your ass but Hyungwon was feral, bucking wildly into you as he cursed endlessly. Hyungwon leaned over you loomingly to bite at your neck and nibble down you chest until he reached your breasts, sucking each of your nipples into his hot, wet mouth one at a time.

“You like that?” He never seemed to shut up. “You like being filled up and fucked so well?”

Of course I fucking like it, you thought to yourself. You were a moaning, drooling mess. At some point the two men switched places so that Minghao was on his stomach between your legs to eat you out as Hyungwon gripped your chest and whispered his dirty observations into your ear. Minghao's tongue was like the devil, evil but perfectly tempting.

Hyungwon's dick slipped down between your legs as Minghao continued to lick and suck at your center. You could see Hyungwon's tip poling through right by Minghao's lips. To your horror--and complete pleasure--Minghao smirked with dangerous eyes before leaning in and sucking Hyungwon's cock into his mouth.

You moaned so loudly you felt the vibrations in your chest, alternating between gasping for air and cursing up a storm at the intoxicating sight. Minghao switched between swallowing Hyungwon's thick length and licking long stripes up your core.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” Hyungwon groaned tightly as he started to slide his cock up and down your lips, rubbing against your hole and clit as Minghao held his lips open to lick feverishly at the both of you.

The sound of spit and your wetness echoed throughout the room and you felt your body tense as the two men pulled a shaking orgasm from you. You thrashed on the sheets as they groaned, allowing you to calm down before switching positions once again.

Several moments later, you were back to being fucked by Hyungwon with Minghao under you, this time as you faced Minghao. Your breasts bounced with the effort of Hyungwon slamming into you, his balls slapping against your clit and his big hands placed on either side of Minghao's head resting on the pillow. You held onto Minghao's shoulders desperately as you kissed sloppily. Every so often, Hyungwon would grip your chin roughly to kiss you--though it was less a kiss and more so him shoving his tongue into your mouth.

“You feel so fucking good,” you cried. Hyungwon smiled wryly and you felt Minghao shudder beneath you.

There was so much saliva between the three of you that it was dripping down off your chins and down your necks. Once you had been pushed through one more slow orgasm, Hyungwon slipped out of you to let Minghao slide in with ease. You cried out, clenching around the new feeling of Minghao's cock inside your wet and open hole.

Hyungwon gripped your hair to hold your face away and leaned down suddenly to kiss Minghao, much to your utter shock and delight. Watching your boyfriend and friend kiss with a new kind of fever brought about an intense, desperate hotness you hadn't felt before. Hyungwon pulled himself off of Minghao to kiss you next, then you and Minghao’s lips met. It continued like that, the three of you switching between one another until Minghao groaned that he was close.

"I want to swallow every drop of your come," you gasped, shivering at the almost animalistic growl Hyungwon let out as he yanked you off Minghao's cock and pulled you down the bed. He stopped once you faced Minghao's cock, mouth watering at the beautiful dick covered in your own arousal.

You quickly swallowed it until you gagged around him, Minghao voicing a quiet warning to be careful but sighing with pleasure nonetheless. You loved the sensation of being filled, so you continued to suck until you choked. Minghao's deep moans turned to slightly higher-pitched whines, his smooth hands sliding through the strands of your hair as he gripped your skull, fucking up into your hot, wet mouth as he spilled his seed.

"Don't swallow," he gasped, and you knew what his warning implied. You kept the come in your mouth obediently, crawling up his body until your lips were merely inches from his.

"Say ah," he commaded with that honey-sweet tone. You shivered, sharp pleasure wringing your gut as you opened your mouth to spit Minghao's own come into his mouth. All three of you moaned, Hyungwon's hands gripping your ass so hard you were sure there would be bruises there tomorrow. Minghao sloppily passed a slick combination of saliva and come between the two of you, and after a few rounds you finally swallowed the proof of his orgasm.

It wasn’t long until Hyungwon was spilling his own seed inside you, the warm come filling you up as you and Minghao watched with blown pupils. Heavy panting filled the quiet of the room as the three of you recovered; sweat, come, and saliva creating stickiness on your skin. After cleaning up and wiping your sore center gingerly, you settled into the two men and basked in the warm comfort of an occupied bed.

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blizzardfluffykpop · 3 months

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Secrets

Summary: Your sweet boyfriend, a man who can’t get up when a cat sits on his lap and knows you like the back of his hand. Is more than just the sweetheart he is?

Fluff, Angst?, Mafia au, Secrets, Established Relationship au

Word Count: 1,968

Secret mafia boss! Hyungwon X Reader

[Mentions briefly: Minhyuk]

[A/n: @jinkoh and I couldn’t stop thinking of mafia boss! Hyungwon. And I absolutely had to write our thoughts into a fuller story. So please enjoy our brainrot~ And Kebbi, I hope this fulfills your brainrot as it did mine~ Lastly: thank you for checking over this, Kebbi! I appreciate it sm 🥺💖]

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Like every other Wednesday since you started dating Hyungwon, you’re heading to meet him at the cafe where you had your first date. And now you both meet up there before walking around a bit before heading to one of your homes and watching movies together. You get outside the cafe entrance to see him walking out with your two coffees in his hands. He smiles as he hands you yours, “I got you your favorite~�� You grin and thank him before sipping on it. He wraps his arm around your shoulder, “So, how’s my baby been?” You smile, “I’ve been okay.” He pouts, “Just okay?” You sigh, “Do you remember that debut I told you about before?” “Of course I do. What about it?” “They’ve raised my rate by another twenty, and I was going to use that extra money to buy some records. And you’d think I’d already have paid it off by now, but the interest rates have been so high.” He lets out an “Oh,” and you look over at him, and he says, “I’ve dealt with horrible lenders before. It’s hard to hear you going through the same thing.” You shrug, “I suppose it’s okay, it’s just twenty bucks. Maybe by my next bill, I’ll have it paid off!” He smiles and clicks your coffee cups together, “Heck yeah!”

You smile, “So, how has your business been going?” He hums, “We have more money coming in now, and that’s nice.” You agree, and he leads you to a park bench, “Why do we always seem to end up at this bench?” He gives you an eye smile, “You know why.” You laugh, “It’s where we met.” He removes his arm around your shoulder to hold your hand in his. You lay your head against his shoulder, and he leans his head on top of yours. You chat quietly, taking in the early afternoon air. His phone rings, and he parts from you, “Do you mind if I take this?” You shake your head no, and he gets up from the bench and discusses in hushed whispers.

You wait for him to return, and he has a small pout playing on his face, “I have to go…” You pout back and go, “No, it’s our only day together until our date next week on Saturday…” He nods, and you get up from your seat. And he goes, “They really need me there. But I promise I’ll make it up to you.” You cross your arms over your chest, and in a faux stern voice, you say, “You better.” He laughs and kisses your forehead. You hold up your pinky and lock them, and he presses your thumbs together. “I promise.” You kiss his nose, “I know you will. I love you.” You let go of your hold. And he pulls you into a tight hug, “I’ll see you later.” You smile as you hug him tightly back, “You will.” And with that, you part ways, much too early for your liking, but you shrug when duty calls you must attend.

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When you sat in your debt collector’s office the following day, pulling out the cash to pay him, he told you, “Your loan is paid in full. You don’t owe me anything this month or after.” You couldn’t believe your ears, “What?” He shrugs and goes, “Actually, I owe you some back pay.” You blink at him, trying to process it, “Huh?” And he pulls out a small yellow envelope, “Yeah, you’ve paid over a grand more than you owe.” He must be out of his mind! He just raised the rate last week! You scowl, “You’ve got to be kidding me.” He shakes his head, “I wouldn’t.” You shake your head, “No. Tell me what the catch is.” “There is none.” You glare, “Let me talk to your boss.” His eyes get big, “No one ever talks to him.” You shrug, “Well, I’m not just anyone. I want to know why you’re forgiving my loan.”

He sighs, giving up, “Okay, but I warn you, he didn’t give me an explanation either.” You look at him, baffled, “What do you mean?” He shrugs, “He walked past me, looked at my records, and recounted them. He threw out your file and told me that your loans were forgiven. Then he gave me a thousand to give back to you.” You huff, “That doesn't make any sense.” He sighs, “You and me both.” “Can I please speak with your boss?” “I guess.” He has you follow him through the several-story building. As you approach the top floor, he says, “I’ll warn you again. He won’t tell you.” You sigh, “Well, I at least have to try.”

He opens the door to the seventh floor, walks over to the entrance of the penthouse office, and knocks. You hear a loud voice boom, “What do you want?” Your debt collector’s voice is weak as he says, “Someone is asking you to explain why you forgave their loans.” A gruff voice says, “Come in.” Your loan shark goes in and gestures for you to follow him. The person is holding a newspaper with their legs kicked up on the desk without a care. He puts his newspaper down, and that’s when you see him. He’s wearing a long leather jacket, with leather pants and steel-tipped boots. He must have yelled at the guy to “Get out” because your collector is scampering out past you. But all you can see is that your once soft and sweet boyfriend is now your debt collector’s cruel and rash boss.

In a blur, he’s up from his chair and standing before you, tucking your hair behind your ear, “How did you get here, dear?” You want to be angry. You want to be livid. But you're at a loss for words. How is your sweetheart a loan shark boss? He never specified his business, but this is what he does? He waits for you to gather your thoughts, and you ask, “Why didn’t you tell me?” He gives you a tight-lipped smile, “This isn’t the type of secret you tell someone you wish to keep safe.” You sigh, you find that so sweet and kind. Just like the Hyungwon you’ve always known. But he’s different? He has a commanding air around him now. And if looks could kill, your debt collector would have been dead. Yet here he is, trying to protect you from his truth to keep you safe.

He waits for you to say something, searching your eyes for questions so he can answer them. With another minute of staring into each other’s eyes. He asks, “Would you like me to explain it over coffee?” And you ask quietly, “Will you explain everything?” He nods, “Everything you wish to know.” He looks over at his coffee pot, “Would you like to do it here or at our place?” You look around the room. It feels suffocating, “Our place.” He puts his hand out to you, and you carefully take it, wondering how this is your man. As you reach the main door, the rain starts pitter-pattering as your heart has since entering his building.

He grabs an umbrella from a stand, and outside the door, he opens it, shielding you both from the rain. “So um, are my loans really forgiven?” He nods, “Yeah.” You ask, “And the grand?” “Backpay, you were right. You've already paid off your loan. He was making a profit off of you.” “Is that why your business has been so great?” He laughs, “No,” and nudges you as he says, “Well… Maybe a little.” You shake your head at him, “Have your ‘lenders’ forgiven other loans?” He nods, “Yeah.”

He opens the door to the cafe and shuts his umbrella. You hear a bubbly voice go, “You two are never here on a Friday. What a pleasant surprise!” Minhyuk smiles as he goes, “Usual?” You nod with a small smile, and Hyungwon says, “Bring them over to us. I’ll pay later.” He nods, and you head to a booth in the back. “Are you sure you want to know more?” You nod, “I want you to explain everything.” Minhyuk comes over with your coffee. Hyungwon says something softly to him, and he quickly exits, changing the open sign to closed.

“Is he a part of this operation, too?” He nods, “A different faction. He just does this job for fun. He’s really a florist. But we’re on the same sort of team.” You sigh, “Damn, even our coffee guy.” He laughs, “You don’t seem to be taking it as hard now?” You shrug, “Well, honestly, I’m not sure how to take it. My soft sweetheart is a hardened criminal.” He rubs the back of his neck, “Yeah…” You put your hand over his hand that’s resting on the table. “I have no reason to fear, right?” He shakes his head, “I’ll never put you in harm’s way.”

You nod, and after a pause, “So, are you really a mafia boss?” He laughs, “In my faction, yeah, but there is someone above me. He’s a good guy, though.” You hum and ask, “I was wondering… Is it common for you to profit from people’s loans?” He grimaces, “Yeah… But I usually catch the loans when their time is up.” You tilt your head, “Why didn't you catch mine?” He drinks a sip of his coffee before brushing a hand through his hair, “I’ve been more focused on being with you than checking on the little details.”

You shake your head, smiling at him, “So, did you evaluate everyone’s?” He wrinkles his nose, “Not yet.” You sigh, “Won…” He pouts, “It’s partially on you.” You cross your arms over your chest, “But it’s because of me that you remembered a part of your job.” He sighs, “You have me there.” You ask, “Shouldn’t you be doing monthly checks?” He nods, “It’s actually bi-weekly checks because of how many we have, so it’s easier to spread them out across the month.” “And what day did you usually do these?” He averts his eyes, “Wednesdays.” You shake your head at him and tease, “Ditching your duties to be with little ole me, huh?” He laughs, “Exactly, I’d much rather be with you than in that stuffy room.” You nod, “Me too.” He smiles and flips his hand over to hold your hand in his.

You sigh, “I didn’t expect to see you today…” He laughs, “Same here. I didn’t want you to find out like this.” You squeeze his hand after sipping your coffee, “It’s okay. It’s better than finding out when your guns are blazing.” He laughs, “Yeah, I guess so.” You fiddle with his fingers, and he asks, “Are you still okay with dating me?” You squeeze his hands, “Yeah. You’re different from what I expected, but I’m content with that.” He brings his lips to the top of your hand, “I’m glad I love you.” You smile, flip your hands, and kiss his hand, “I love you too.”

You sip on your coffee for a while. Just taking it all in before a question pops into your head, “So when will I get to meet the rest of your crew?” He sighs, “I knew you were gonna ask that.” You wait, and he goes, “Whenever you wish, my dear.” You smile, “Okay~” He looks over at the clock in the building, “Technically, it’s quitting time now. Would you like to make up for yesterday?” You smile, “I thought you’d never ask.”

You leave after paying and waving goodbye to Minhyuk, who yells to Hyungwon, “You better flip the sign over!” Hyungwon laughs and does as asked before heading to your place to finish your belated date.

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iibonniee · 5 months

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Ice Skating | Chae Hyungwon

Paring: Chae Hyungwonx Reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: none

Rating: G

Word Count: 829

Prompt: Ice Skating

Masterlist

Tags: @doveslittlekpoparchive @choicethot @xosunny @heaviihamonii

Hyungwon was the type of person to make anything look easy to do. For example, his dance was almost far too flawless, his movement fluid and ethereal in nature. Every step he took, every wave of his hand was perfectly timed, aligning with the rhythm of music so seamlessly that it was almost as if the melody was born from his movement rather than the other way around. Even the complex footwork, which in the hands of a less skilled dancer would have been a stumbling block, appeared as simple as breathing when Hyungwon executed them.

Despite his exceptional skills, the charm of his dance was its deceptive simplicity. The movements were so smooth and natural that they invited onlookers to mirror them, deceiving the viewer into believing they, too, could dance with the same grace and ease. Everything Hyungwon did ask for participation, making it easy for anyone observing to feel like they could partake in the rhythm.

Just as effortlessly, Hyungwon transitioned into ice skating. He was as natural on the ice as he was on the dance floor, his grace and skill unhampered by the change in terrain. Watching Hyungwon ice skate was akin to watching a swan glide across a still lake. There was a serene elegance to it that simply enchanted.

Yet, just as before, his movements were so fluid and natural that they made you believe you could step onto the ice and join him. In such scenarios, it was impossible not to be enamored by his talent and, ultimately, by Hyungwon himself.

Which, in all honesty, caught Y/N off guard. As much as she tried to remember if he had done this before, her brain felt like it would explode if she thought about it any harder. The ice beneath his skates was like his dance floor back in Seoul; his skates were his favorite pair of sneakers.

She attempted to solve this as if she were a math puzzle. 2+2=4, but those skates plus the ice equaled what the fuck? There was no solving such a problem. Not even if she begged Albert Einstein to do it. She was sure even he would never be able to solve such a problem.

As she stood at the edges of the ice rink, Y/N studied Hyungwon. He was like a swan, his movements elegant and effortless, as though he had been born with ice skates on his feet. His fluidity left her awestruck.

“Why are you so good at this, Hyungwon?” Y/N blurted out before she could stop herself. Her eyes widened as he turned to look at her, a teasing smile playing across his lips. She stammered, caught off guard by his reaction, “I mean, we’ve never done this before, right? Not even back in Seoul.”

Her query was justified; it was a conundrum. From where was this natural grace springing? Even if she summoned the ghost of Sherlock Holmes, she doubted he could unlock the mystery.

Unperturbed, Hyungwon just shrugged, his eyes twinkling with amusement. “I guess I’m just a natural,” he said cheekily. Then, seeing her bemused expression, she added, “Don’t worry, I’ll teach you.”

And so, under the magnificent New York skies, he did. Like two synchronized dancers, they moved across the frozen waters of the city that never sleeps, creating memories that would last an eternity. The mystery was never solved, lost within the magic of their first shared New York adventure.

With an encouraging nod, he held out a hand towards her. Hesitant at first, Y/N reached out and took it. His touch sent warmth seeping into her despite the chill surrounding them.

“Now, all you need to do is trust me and follow my lead,” Hyungwon said, guiding her onto the smooth, icy surface. He steadied her as she wobbled, a soft chuckle escaping his lips. “Relax, Y/N. You’re doing great.”

He skated backward, pulling her along with him, their movements slow and uncoordinated at first. It was a dance between patience and perseverance. He was there to catch her with every fumble, their laughter echoing in the crisp winter air.

Y/N was methodically getting the hang of it, her movements becoming less jerky and more fluid with each passing minute. When she finally managed to skate a small distance on her own, a sense of accomplishment washed over her, a wide grin plastered on her face.

“Did you see that, Hyungwon?” she chirped. Her cheeks were flushed from the cold, but her eyes sparkled brighter than any of the city lights surrounding them. He nodded, his signature heartwarming smile lighting up his features.

“I knew you could do it, Y/N!” His praise lifted her spirits even higher.

As the night wore on, so did their shared ice-skating adventure, filled with laughter, gentle ribbing, and soft whispers of encouragement. The enigma of Hyungwon’s natural knack for skating soon faded into the background, replaced by the heart-warming connection they were weaving under the starry New York sky.

#kchristmas #kvanity #monsta x imagines #monsta x x reader #monsta x fluff #hyungwon x reader #hyungwon imagine #chae hyungwon x reader

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marvelous-llama · 9 months

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MONSTA X recs

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The Faculty by @iibonniee

The anti-love club by @dropsofletters

Public Adventures by @iibonniee

Neo Soeul series by @biffhofosho (Minhyuk, Hyungwon, Changkyun)

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love is: a danger

chae hyungwon played a key role in mx’s reaction to your last gamble, despite not knowing what exactly he signed up for.

✇༄ platonic!chae hyungwon x afab!reader (ft. fiancé!yoo kihyun x afab!reader)

✇༄ mafia!au, hidden pregnancy!au — angst(?)

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chapter three, extended one: the debate

Chae Hyungwon wondered how everything went to flames in a short amount of time.

As far as he was aware, Kihyun’s relationship was going strong — strong enough that his friend had been engaged to you for almost a year with seven years of dating under your belts. In fact, the only other couple in MX that could rival your relationship’s longevity was Minhyuk and his significant other — who met before you two did, but only became a couple shortly after you and Kihyun got together.

He honestly couldn’t fathom what possibly could’ve happened between the two of you that urged you to do whatever Minhyuk and Jooheon claimed you did.

"Are you seriously believing the words of an enemy?" Changkyun questioned the reliability of their claims. "You really think [first name] would cheat on Kihyun hyung with one of them? Of all people?"

"I found it hard to believe at first, too," Jooheon admitted, "but how else can we explain why [first name] was in their headquarters earlier? And why was [first name] that close to Hoshi?"

"Yeah!" Minhyuk backed him up immediately, being the only other member who went to the SVT base for a meeting. "Why does [first name] know where their bathroom is? Like they know their way around well?"

"It’s possible that they’re friends with one of the SVT members," Hoseok tried to reason, "so it’s also possible that [first name] visits him often."

"Why would they let a non-SVT affiliated person be inside their headquarters often? What if [first name] happened to be a plain civilian and they saw something they weren’t supposed to see? What if [first name] is a spy for a rival? Then they literally just gave them free access to canvas—" Minhyuk blabbered as he thought out loud. "Wait, sht, what if [first name] is a spy for a rival?"

"What are you trying to say?" Kihyun, who had been silent the whole time since Minhyuk and Jooheon started their emergency meeting, suddenly spoke up.

"Think about it. We don’t exactly know what [first name] does at their base. They could very well be passing on information . . . from MX to SVT."

"Except we — I — never tell [first name] details about our jobs," Kihyun rebutted, "nor did I bring home work for them to look through while I’m away, so what information could they possibly pass on?"

Hyungwon merely let his brothers argue amongst themselves. He wasn’t as interested with the theoretical as they were, especially since he was trained to act based on facts. Thus, while they were preoccupied with refuting each other, he busied himself with analyzing your tracker’s data.

To say that he was surprised with what he saw would be an understatement. His reaction wasn’t really because it showed that you were, indeed, spending a lot of time at the SVT base, but because it showed that you were there . . . when you weren’t.

He should know — he was there with you on two of the days it said you were at the SVT base, right in middle of the marked hours. He happened to visit you on random days and on random hours, too, without you or anyone else knowing beforehand, so he was positive you couldn’t have predicted his visits.

Combining what he knew and what was in the stored data meant a few things:

One, the data is physically manipulated. There were no signs of electronic manipulation, so—

"Kihyun hyung," Hyungwon called his friend’s attention over to him, "does [first name] know where their tracker is?"

"Yeah. They know their chip is in the locket. Why?" He only nodded in response and immediately went back to his thoughts — ignoring whatever follow up questions came up.

Two, you must’ve collaborated with SVT to somehow get your necklace — your tracker — in their base. Since doing so included you handing your necklace over, you must’ve trusted them a lot to leave it in their care repeatedly in a span of a month — which meant you were really connected to them somehow.

Three, your connection to them couldn’t be as a spy of any kind. As Kihyun pointed out, you knew too little about their business to pass on information. You had no chance to plant a listening device in their base, either, since MX always made sure to keep their personal and business matters as separate as possible.

Your most plausible connection to SVT was either friendly or familial — and, for the time being, Hyungwon was having a difficult time pinpointing which one.

Four, you must have a reason why you wanted MX to suspect you of betraying them — or Kihyun, at least. You obviously didn’t want to be seen as a spy since your tracks were opposite of one, so dying or being killed was definitely not your goal. Still, whatever your goal might be, it must be a big deal since you went all the trouble.

"Can you please trust [first name] more than you already do?" Changkyun defended you once more. "You guys are doubting them like we didn’t know them for almost a decade now. Dmn."

"We mustn’t become too blinded by our personal ties," Jooheon defended his stance. "I just don’t want to risk everything we worked so hard to build."

Hyungwon began tinkering with your tracker’s data as his brothers continued to argue still. He knew his companions were on the brink of getting themselves too worked up, so he strived to reach the truth faster.

You weren’t really romantically involved with Hoshi or anyone else in SVT, as the latter told Minhyuk and Jooheon — that much Hyungwon figured out. If you really were, then your tracker wouldn’t have recorded your visits to the SVT base more than twice. You knew about the tracking chip always with you, so, if you really were having an affair, you would’ve left your locket at home or anywhere else not overly suspicious to keep your secret. However, for this particular circumstance, you did the exact opposite — as if you wanted to be seen as suspicious; as if you purposely wanted to appear untrustworthy.

It didn’t help that the discrepancy in your tracking only started occurring one month ago, either, and you were already caught. Whatever way he thought about it, everything seemed planned — although it was planned in such a way that the planner definitely wanted to get caught in the act.

But why?

chapter three, extended two: the lie

Hyungwon managed to crack the code that revealed the message behind your schedule discrepancies. All he needed now was to hear your reason for hiding the message like so.

He purposely didn’t tell his brothers about his discovery, though, partly because he wasn’t sure about your ending goal just yet.

"Whatever Hoshi told you is the truth," you replied to Hyunwoo’s interrogation about your frequent visits to the SVT base.

"You’ve been having an affair? That’s the truth?" Hoseok wanted to confirm, slightly in disbelief.

You merely nodded your head in affirmation and didn’t offer anything else.

Hyungwon noted how instant Kihyun’s eyes lost their light. He could hardly blame him for his reaction — after all, the latter had fought for your honor, to Minhyuk and Jooheon especially, just to be slapped awake in return. "What made you do it?"

Kihyun couldn’t find the energy to deny your confirmation, most likely because Hyungwon had also argued against you with data to back him up. He already drained his energy pushing against evidence, so he had nothing left to spare for your confirmation. All he really had left was acceptance.

When you didn’t say nor do anything, Hyungwon began wondering if he took the right path against you.

For whatever reason, unknown to him, you purposely weren’t telling them the truth. Hyungwon knew that because the coded message said something else entirely. He figured the latter truth must be the one then, because, in a greater scheme of things, it was the only one that made sense — and coincidentally tied everything together.

Truthfully, Hyungwon thought all of this mess was just an elaborate plan to surprise Kihyun. However, when your silence began to stretch out in an unhealthy length, he began to fear the worst.

Especially when you merely nodded when Kihyun announced, "Make sure we never find you."

There were a number of things still unclear to Hyungwon in this situation — and your decision to accept being shunned for a lie you stood by was definitely one of them.

chapter three, extended three: the truth

Hyungwon narrowed your goal down for creating such mess to be the aftermath: you wanted to cut ties with MX. And with the knowledge of the shrouded truth, it was easy for him to piece everything together.

"You’re pregnant," he blurted the coded message after you once you were far enough from the rest of MX. "You wanted break things off because you’re pregnant, right?"

You stopped dead in your tracks, not expecting anyone to follow you on your way out — nor to figure out the secret you had been hiding.

"I just want to disappear," he heard you sigh when he walked closer. "Please don’t tell them. Especially Kihyun. Please."

He contemplated his next words, slightly afraid to set you off before he got the answers he seeks. "The child . . . is Kihyun’s, right?"

Your nod was so subtle, he almost missed it. Fortunately, it was enough. Not that he doubted what your answer would be, anyway. He might’ve only had an outsider’s perspective in your relationship with his brother, but he was around enough to know for certain how much the two of you really loved one another.

He wanted to asked you a lot of things, mainly why, but he held his tongue. He knew one interrogation would only lead to another — until he ultimately put all your efforts to waste. "I can’t keep secrets from them, [first name], especially not this big."

"Hyungwon—"

"—but I’ll keep this one just until I’m sure MX can no longer find you." Hyungwon interrupted whatever plead you wanted to say. "So you better make sure we never find you, got it?"

His allegiance to MX and his brothers hadn’t changed, even with his resolve to temporarily keep them in the dark. He was just acting based on facts, just like how he was trained to do, like always. It just so happened that your actions had convinced him to lend his cooperation — despite not knowing the full explanation for your goal.

"Thank you, Hyungwon." Your eyes swelled with tears, but he was unsure if it was due to your relief or your hormones. "It really means a lot to me. I don’t— I don’t know how I can ever repay you."

Hyungwon shook his head in rejection. "Make me the child’s godfather and live happily, [first name]. Those are all the thanks I want."

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sotteoks · 1 year

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──★ ˙pairing: Hyungwon x Fem!Reader ──★ ˙warnings/contents: MDNI, SMUT, p*rn with just a crumb of a plot, established relationship, boyfriend!Hyungwon, facefucking with lots of spit/drool, fingering, squirting, dirty talk, soft dom!Hyungwon, lowkey sassy sub!reader lmfao, reader plays with hyungwon's nips for like two seconds, sideways sex position for extra intimacy, let's assume reader is on the pill or some other contraceptive because of the creampie finish, . let me know if i missed anything! ⸜ (｡˃ ᵕ ˂) ⸝ ──★ ˙word count: 4.1k ──★ ˙summary: Hyungwon doesn’t expect you to be able celebrate his special day with him but you end up surprising him. ──★ ˙ a/n: this was my first time writing sex in a position other than missionary or doggy so if u couldnt figure out what was going on...here's the reference i was using keke

It’s our body language pillow talk

“Happy birthday Hyungwon!”

The candles on the cake are blown out as Hyungwon sits at the head of table in some fancy restaurant the company booked out, surrounded by his bandmates he’s grown to see as brothers as well as a few close friends and of course, staff members. Even his family had made the trip to celebrate his special day with him. Everything was so well thought out and planned with care so he didn’t have to stress about anything. It was a nice sentiment to just have a day that’s about him and only him after restless weeks spent working. But it wasn’t perfect. There was one thing missing that was hindering Hyungwon’s heart from feeling totally content with today’s events.

You weren’t present to celebrate with him.

Hyungwon should have known better to think that you would seriously miss his birthday. You were way too in love with him to let work get in the way of celebrating his special day if you were able to do something about it. So of course, you worked your ass off during your business trip so you could fly back early and surprise him. Worn out from the long flight and change in timezone, by the time you were done tidying up your shared apartment and decorating it, you were ready to pass out. It felt like you were fighting to keep your eyes open as you did your makeup after getting changed into the new lingerie you purchased on your trip.

You had no idea what time Hyungwon would be returning from his birthday dinner and whether or not they’d go out drinking afterwards. You contemplated texting one of his band members to ask what they were currently doing, but since no one knew you came back early, you didn’t want to risk them somehow spoiling your surprise. There had been one too many occasions where you had planned something for Hyungwon only for one of the boys to blab to him or let it slip that they knew what you were up to. This time, you were adamant on not letting them meddle.

The odds weren’t looking so good as you didn’t know if Hyungwon would be home in ten minutes or two hours. The apartment looked good, you looked great, and sitting around doing nothing but waiting for him was making time seem to slow down to a snail’s crawl. You paced around the apartment as a feeble attempt to keep yourself awake while you waited; which just wore you out even more. Going back into the bedroom, you find one of Hyungwon’s shirts and slip into it to keep yourself warm for the time being; finding comfort in his scent for a minute before returning to the living room to curl up on the couch. Getting into a comfortable position, you rest your eyes for a bit. A tiny nap couldn’t hurt, right?

Somehow, Hyungwon had successfully convinced everyone that drinking until the early hours of the morning was unnecessary to celebrate and he was finally able to go home; lugging all his birthday presents along with him after being dropped off by his manager. Though he spent the day surrounded by most of his loved ones, Hyungwon felt drained after having to put up a front and act like he was fine with the fact you weren’t around. When he unlocks the door to his apartment to reveal your shoes at the entryway that weren’t there when he left earlier, he nearly drops everything he was holding to run into the living room; the door slamming shut behind him in his haste.

The living room is dimly lit with a bunch of white and silver balloons on strings floating in the air with a few stray ones scattered on the floor. Further examining the room, he notices an assortment of gift bags on the coffee table but at the moment Hyungwon isn’t very interested in that. His eyes land on your sleeping figure donning only his shirt. Setting down the gifts he acquired earlier, he tries his best to tip toe over to you so he doesn’t wake you from your slumber. But you were such a light sleeper and Hyungwon was just so...Hyungwon. His coordination is slightly off and he accidentally walks into the coffee table while approaching you, letting out a small yelp of surprise that causes you to stir. Groggily sitting up on the couch, you blink the sleep out of your eyes feeling just a tad disoriented from the short nap. Once your eyes adjusted and you realized Hyungwon was back home, you leapt up from your spot and ran into his arms. He welcomes you into his embrace more than happily, arms wrapping around your waist with naughty hands going to settle on your ass.

“Happy birthday, my love!” You excitedly pepper his face in kisses; giving him a kiss for every year of wisdom and experiences he’s acquired before giving him one extra for good luck.

You start to go on about how Hyungwon should start opening his presents since you had bought him a few things on your trip and you had also noticed the gifts he brought back with him, but the way his lips go to occupy the flesh of your neck makes it hard to think straight. It was almost like clockwork how everytime you and Hyungwon reunited after spending time away from each other, there was no use trying to talk to him until he released all the pent up sexual frustration that accumulated while the two of you were apart. However, the frustration Hyungwon feels today is slightly different due to the fact spent most of his birthday sulking about how it would have been a perfect day if you had been around. Now that you were finally here in his arms, his mind was swimming with all the ways to spend the rest of his birthday with you.

“You know I love you, right?” He mumbles against your skin. “I have every intention of fucking you like I don’t.”

His words make you feel hot all over and it’s enough to get you at the same level of lust he was currently experiencing. Before you let yourself get too carried away, you keep in mind that he’s the birthday boy and today is all about him. Reluctantly pulling back from him, you take Hyungwon’s hand and lead him down the hall to your bedroom and instruct him to sit at the edge of the bed. Getting down on your knees, you settle between his legs and affectionately nuzzle against his inner thigh.

“It’s your birthday, I’m supposed to be the one giving you a treat.” You remind him softly, peeking up at him through your lashes while nimble hands caress the bulge in his pants. “Just sit back and relax for now.”

You feel his cock twitch ever so slightly under your lithe touch before it starts to get more rigid. Once you’re satiated with how hard he is, your hands go to undo the button and fly of his pants then eagerly tug the article of clothing off along with his boxers. With Hyungwon’s cooperation, you get him totally naked and now face the most perfect ratio of length to girth. Your tongue starts to feel heavy in your mouth as you spend a few seconds ogling at your boyfriend’s beautiful cock before taking the base in one of your hands and giving one single lick from his balls to the tip. When you reach the tip, you encase it in your warm mouth, provoking a groan from Hyungwon that only serves as encouragement to you. Your tongue languidly swirls around the bulbous head of his cock, effectively lapping away the single bead of precum that managed to escape. The saline flavor almost invigorates you once it hits your tastebuds and you crave more of it. Hyungwon seems to desire the same thing as his long fingers go to weave themselves into your hair, using it as leverage to get you to take more of his length into your mouth. You had gone down on him more times than you could count and whenever he got a little more rough, it always excited you. But everytime without fail, you would be caught off guard by him hitting the back of your throat.

“You look so cute with your mouth full of my dick.” He muses, one of his hands briefly leaving your hair to fondly pat your cheek which you’re only able to let out a small hum in response to.

While Hyungwon is basking the feel of your hot mouth surrounding his cock, you’re left helplessly drooling around him while he holds you in place; fighting your gag reflex for the sake of his pleasure. Once he’s completely bathed in your saliva he pulls you off of his length, leaving you panting softly as a small stringy bit of your spit keeps you connected to him. Despite being slightly breathless, your mind is so fixated on making Hyungwon feel good you immediately take him back into your mouth, hollowing your cheeks as you suck him off with gusto and earn yourself a series of salacious compliments.

“That filthy little mouth is so good,” Hyungwon rasps out as he lets his head fall back in bliss. “Look at me.” He commands.

With your mouth full, eyes glossy, and saliva pooling in your mouth as you peek up at your boyfriend, he thinks you’re the most beautiful like this. You continue to bob your head along his cock, trying your best to not break eye contact but the tears stinging the corner of your eyes each time you take his length down your throat makes the simple task much more difficult than it should be. But you don’t have it in you to stop; you swallow him eagerly but still can’t help but wince when the tip grazes the back of your throat again. A few tears manage to escape the corners of your eyes but it doesn’t phase you as you keep sucking him off. You try your best to slurp up the spit that’s threatening to spill past your lips but it's a futile attempt as Hyungwon grips tight on to your hair and starts bucking into your mouth.

“Oh, baby, you’re drooling everywhere.” Hyungwon comments teasingly despite knowing damn well he was the very reason why you were making such a mess.

At this point, it feels like your jaw is fixed open from having to be open so wide to accommodate him in your mouth. You could endure Hyungwon facefucking you for however long he needed, but the front of your shirt is totally drenched in your own spit and it was getting hard to ignore the discomfort caused by it. Tapping his leg twice with one of your hands, you signal him to relinquish his firm hold on you. Hyungwon quickly pulls you off of his length before releasing his grasp on your hair and looks at you in concern.

“Was I too rough?” He asks, which you respond to with a small laugh as you shake your head ‘no’. You quickly pull off the soaked shirt you were wearing and discard it off to the side; finally revealing the new lingerie you had purchased for this evening. Hyungwon marvels at the sight of you in the light pink sheer lace undergarments that mold so perfectly to your body. You figured he would enjoy this particular set, but you were surprised to see his dick twitching at just the sight of you wearing it.

With the wet piece of fabric out of the way, you’re now comfortable enough to get back to work but before your lips can resume their place on Hyungwon’s length, he grabs you by the wrist and yanks you up to face him. Swiftly pulling you into his lap, his lips go to find your’s, kissing you with such ferocity it creates this almost unbearable ache between your legs. Your body seems to act on its own accord as it tries to get some relief for heat flooding your lower half by pressing your barely clothed cunt against Hyungwon’s stiff cock. The simple contact doesn’t go unnoticed by your boyfriend and he can’t help but grin deviously about how needy you were; it wasn’t a surprise or anything but oh how he loved seeing you get all worked up like this.

When you try to grind against Hyungwon to get more contact to satiate your lust, his hands move to hold your hips stationary which causes to break away from the heated lip lock just so you could pout at him.

“Don’t give me that look.” He chides in a somewhat stern tone that arouses the little butterflies in your stomach and makes them flutter around.

“Or what?” You challenge lightheartedly as your hands explore the milky expanse of his lean torso, your fingers playfully grazing over his rosy nipples. He shivers ever so slightly at the ticklish sensation of you teasing the buds until they had gotten hard but that had not amused Hyungwon as his expression remained steely. “You’re always under me.”

You open your mouth to make another teasing remark only to yelp in surprise as one of Hyungwon’s hands leaves your hip just to come back down and smack your ass with so much force that the mere sound of the action makes you flinch in surprise. You feign being hurt and upset at the rough treatment but Hyungwon knows better. And even if you hadn’t made it clear early on in your relationship that you had a slight masochist streak, your panty clad pussy that was still pressed up against his bare cock would have given you away—he could quite literally feel your arousal soaking through the thin fabric the undergarment was composed of.

The same hand that spanked you migrates between your thighs and pulls the flimsy material to the side before Hyungwon’s long, slender fingers practically glide across your slick lower lips then coat the digits in your nectar.

Easing his middle and ring finger into your weeping hole, he’s met with very little resistance as your pussy eagerly sucks the digits in and clings on to them as he slowly moves them out of you, eliciting a small gasp from you. Hyungwon’s cock can’t help but pulse in excitement as he wants to replace his finger within you so bad, he almost wants to let your smart remark slide. But as the birthday boy, Hyungwon wanted to get the most out of his favorite gift.

You forget about Hyungwon’s other hand that had been anchored on your hip until you feel the pads of his fingers digging into your flesh as a means of holding you in place when you try to move. Almost immediately as a response, the digits that were filling your hole curl in search of your sweet spot, successfully locating it in no time. Another moan pours from your lungs, giving you away and Hyungwon starts pumping his fingers in and out of you; hitting that special spot every time and causing more of those pretty sounds to involuntarily escape you. Your moans and whines mix in with the sounds of your wet, juicy cunt getting fucked by Hyungwon’s oh so lovely fingers. As your inner thighs tremble a bit and you feel the ball of heat in the pit of your stomach rapidly forming just so it could burst, you can’t tell what exactly pushes you to the edge.

Was it Hyungwon teasing you for being so easy to please? Telling you how fun it was to watch you fall apart in mere minutes just because of his fingers. Was it because of how erotic it was to have Hyungwon exercise such control over you even if he was beneath you and caged with your slightly shaky arms? Or perhaps it was a culmination of all those factors arousing you to the point you couldn’t contain yourself.

None of that matters when you orgasm as the consistent stimulation of your g-spot causes a clear stream of liquid to dispel from your lower half; you had not only soaked your panties and Hyungwon’s hand but you also managed to rain on his cock that stood tall, craving attention the whole time his fingers were having all the fun.

“H-ha, fuck.” You pant softly, reeling in the aftermath of such an intense and quick finish. Your body feels like jelly and you no longer have the energy nor will to hold yourself up on all fours.

You let your tired body flop over to the empty space of the bed, whimpering at the feel of Hyungwon’s fingers slipping out of you during the movement.

“Still jet-lagged?” Hyungwon asks you with a gentle smile as he moves to lay on his side to face you, mirroring your current position.

“Mhm.”

You figured that the sex would be on hold for at least a few minutes while you recovered since it was extremely rare for Hyungwon to be on top. He had this fascination that bordered on obsession with watching you needily fuck yourself on his cock and liked giving you the illusion of control until he felt like reminding you who was really in charge. You didn’t have any expectations for what Hyungwon could have wanted for birthday sex but a switch up in your usual dynamic was the last thing you would have guessed.

“Just give me one more minute and I’ll-”

Before you could finish your sentence, Hyungwon shushes you softly and pulls you closer, eliminating the gap between the two of you. Plump lips engage with yours in a languid kiss so intoxicating, you barely even notice Hyungwon lifting your leg and hooking his arm around your thigh before swiping your panties to the side once more with his other hand then easing his cock inside of you. Assisting Hyungwon in the foreign position, your hand goes to support your lifted leg; holding it up as high as you could by the knee while Hyungwon’s grasp moves from your thigh to your ass. A couple adjustments had to be made to make it feel less awkward, but after the two of you are situated you realize that this arrangement satiates your mutual desire to be as close as possible after being apart for so long. Once Hyungwon is assured that you're comfortable, he begins to slowly rock his hips against yours.

Hyungwon’s shallow fucking stimulates a different part of your walls than his fingers had and it has your mind swirling with only thoughts about how good he was making you feel right now. Not having to ride Hyungwon after he had gifted you such a powerful climax made you feel so spoiled, you almost forgot that he was the birthday boy. Carefully timed thrusts paired with the intimacy of seeing your boyfriend’s beautiful face up close has your pussy practically drooling around his cock. It’s quite literally a different change of pace since you were so accustomed to frantically bouncing in his lap or having him pummeling into you from below. Most of his focus is being put toward rough but still deliberate and sharp movements to stimulate the sensitive zones within your silky walls.

“God, you love it like this, don’t you?” He mumbles against your lips, receiving not only an eager nod from you in response but also the feeling of your walls squeezing his cock as confirmation to how much you were enjoying this position.

Despite the fact Hyungwon was putting in half as much effort as usual, you became a total mess before him with minimal exertion on his end. It was truly the sweetest treat to him whether you were aware of it or not. Though even if you were totally drunk on the feeling of his cock, the pretty sounds that left Hyungwon were an obvious indicator of just how much he was enjoying being sheathed in your hot cunt.

One particularly harsh snap of his hips coupled with his lips occupying the flesh of your neck has you crying out in unadulterated bliss. The sensation of Hyungwon’s teeth sinking into your skin as a small punishment for getting too loud makes you clench tightly around him once more.

"Fuck. You feel so good." You pant as that familiar feeling of heat begins to build within you once more but this time seeming to burn brighter and more intensely. “You’re gonna make me cum again.” You barely manage to get out between moans.

Hyungwon pulls away from your neck at the sound of your words just so he can see the light blush warming up your cheeks from using such vulgar language; it was just another one of those things that got him really excited thus fueling him to really give it to you. His fingertips dig into the supple flesh of your ass while his hips rut into yours more aggressively. The whole time his cock keeps moving in and out of you urging you to climax, Hyungwon is lost in his own little world of pleasure; babbling on about how good you feel, how pretty you look when he’s fucking you, and how he can’t wait for you to milk his cock.

Your body feels like it’s doused in fiery lust as that heat from earlier spreads throughout you as your pussy clenches on to Hyungwon’s thick length and your head falls back with a drawn out moan as you cum for the second time this evening.

“You’re such a good girl cumming so hard for me like that.” Hyungwon praises as his movements don’t falter, forcing you to ride out your climax. Your brain barely processes his words in your currently fucked out state so you’re only able to let out a soft moan in response. “Are you gonna let me fill your tight pussy with my cum?” He asks, looking to you mischievously.

For some reason those words get through your hazy mind just fine and it causes your walls to cling around his cock once more. You tiredly nod your head in response but that doesn’t suffice. Even if Hyungwon was literally right there at the edge, he wasn’t finishing until he heard the words come from your mouth.

“Use your words.” He tells you in that same stern tone from earlier as his thrusts slow down but manage to become incredibly deep, making your toes curl every time the tip of his cock brushes your cervix.

“Please...” You start off nervously, trying your best not to squirm around as you start to feel overstimulated. “Cum inside me.”

And with your blessing, Hyungwon lets himself flood your pussy with his seed; the most beautiful sounds leaving him as the weeks worth of cum he had been saving specifically for you finally fills your hole.

Hyungwon carefully slips out of you and you’re finally able to put your leg down after holding it up for so long. Laying back on the bed, he pulls you close and as pure instinct, you curl up on his chest. The sheets are sticky and sweaty, making it hard for you to fall asleep like you had wanted. Before you can even mention cleaning up or changing the bedding to Hyungwon, he speaks up.

“I felt kind of bad for waking you up from your nap so I didn’t wanna over do it. But I was serious about what I said earlier so don’t worry about changing the sheets yet.”

You rack your brain for a bit trying to recall what the hell he was talking about until it finally clicks. You had a long night ahead of you but honestly, being a little sleepy was a small price to pay if it meant you could be close to your lover like this and spend his special day together.

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